Category : Poems

Sub Category : N/A

The vines are creeping in
No savior for my sins
Out of breath 
Certain death? 
My list of allies grows thin

My reverence digs deeper
I scream for a chance to see her
My demise
realized
I hope they'll let me keep her

When the reaper arrives
Will you be revived
Filthy whore 
Feel my thorn 
I'll skin you alive 

My satyriasis 
Your heart's paralysis 
Nymphomaniac 
Paint your vanity black
I'll drink of your bleeding kiss

A deadly touch
This lethal lust 
is more than pure seduction 
My crimson rush
This toxic love
has a taste for your destruction