Dusky Nights and Lips Stained Red
my thighs brusied like the night sky
i take it inside me and tear it like flesh
the blood on my lips an offering to my altar
when is it enough
consumed by its rapture i writhe for its lust
loving the death that it brings inside
i seal myself in its pale embrace until the light
never enough
i am now one with it inside my mouth
the taste of copper i am now fiending for
i need the night's dusky embrace to fulfill me
have you enough?
still like the moonless sky i wait for the offer
ravenous i let it spill over my tongue
visions of decay and the blackness fill my head
i have seen enough
waking to sheets covered with blood and lips stained red
my fiendish ways have become my tomb that i dwell inside
i am what the black has made me.....
