Possessed with levering Hell's gates wide
Liberating knives to cut Humanity slack
My ambition is to slay anon
A sinner in the hands of a dirty God
Who lets Me prey, a Gilles De Rais
Of light where faith leads truth astray
I slit guts and free the moistest faeces
Corrupt the corpse and seize the choicest pieces
Her alabaster limbs that dim the lit carnal grin
Vaginal skin to later taste and masturbate within
"My heart was a war-drum beat
By jugular cults in eerie jungle vaults
When number thirteen fell in My lap
Lips and skin like sin, a Venus Man-trap
My appetite whetted, storm crows wheeled
At the blurred edges or reason 'till I was fulfilled
Whors d'oeuvres eaten, I tucked Her into
A grave coffin fit for the Queen of Spades
She went out like the light in My mind
Her face an avalanche of pearl, of ruby wine...
Much was a flux, but the mouth once good for fucks
Came from retirement to prove She had not lost Her touch
I kissed Her viciously, maliciously, religiously
But when has ONE been able TO best separate the THREE?
I know I'm sick as Dahmer did, but this is what I do
Ahh, ahh, ahh, I'll let you sleep when I am through...
The suspect shadows where they least
Expect My burning grasp to reach
The stranglehold, the opened arms
Seeking sweet meat with no holes barred
Rainbows that My razors wrung
Midst Her screams and seams undone
Sung at the top of punctured lungs
I bite My spiteful tongue
Lest curses spat from primal lairs
Freeze romance where Angels, bare
Are lost to love, blood-loss, despair
I weep, they merely stare...
And stare, and stare, and stare, and stare.
