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Written by Administrator
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Monday, 25 May 2009 10:16 |
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Standing up straight They gather round Kneeling gently to the sound Svelte and curved with beautiful mounds
As the dragon master chants He spreads the smoke of asps Dredges the guiltless souls with his spire
Oh I beheld thee Would not my love so embrace Or lose these shackles from my skin Would not my sweet love let me in Or so yet quench the seething cauldron within me
Disappointment Disillusionment Bitter tasting so dark and sweet If I be damned then let me burn
Burn with fire Burn in Hell Let me fall Into the pit
But the night is yet young my love I shall mount my ink black stallion I shall ride out into the night Looking for lost souls
Before the morning light peeks over the hill tops Before the darkness in me is exposed I shall dance upon moon beams I shall slaughter the unawares
I shall gather the harvest I shall separate the wheat from the chaff Those that are evil shall dine with me at my table of iniquity We shall sip from the chalice of wrath
I shall devour your skin my love I enter your room through the wind blown curtain Under your canopy your body is powder white Soft and innocent
I trace the outline of your soft curves with my tongue I drink you in with my desires I quench your burning fires My body seething with sin I enter in
Make you my queen Take from you your sheen Your finest things No longer human beingsWe fly into the dark night Till the sun rise my love Dancing on stars so bright
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Last Updated on Monday, 25 May 2009 10:43 |