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Lillith Incarnate
The door whispers open, and a serpent clad in darkness slithers out
My eyes search the emptiness of our ‘home’ and I make my way unerring;
It’s your turn for a visit tonight, so here I come;
Racking your body with chills and tremors of pleasure
I’ll leave you torn and broken
Gasping your last breath in rapture
Restraints stained with blood and arousal
Want to play black cat and mouse?
These hallways cannot own me
The cages cannot keep me
My lust cannot be sated
I’ll drain you dry tonight.
I’m calmed for the day, watching the panic with smug wild eyes
Police with sombre faces, fear oozing from everyone’s pores
“Who could do something like this?” Remember where you are, my pets.
Someone else shall be my victim tonight.
I’ll leave you torn and broken
Gasping your last breath in rapture
Restraints stained with blood and arousal
Want to play black cat and mouse?
These hallways cannot own me
The cages cannot keep me
My lust cannot be sated
I’ll drain you dry tonight.
The door whispers open, watch my lithe form appear next to you
Bad night to take the patrol, my love, now see me hunt
Just keep running, adrenaline makes you go down smoother
You’ll beg me not to stop in the end.
I’ll leave you torn and broken
Gasping your last breath in rapture
Restraints stained with blood and arousal
Want to play black cat and mouse?
These hallways cannot own me
The cages cannot keep me
My lust cannot be sated
I’ll drain you dry tonight.
The door whispers open, ageless eyes peer out and mark you down
Best to ignore the beckoning finger, ignore the sultry murmur
The cold in those hands is death itself
Those kisses will suck your breath away
No-one hears your babbling, pet; remember where we are
So sweet, the innocence of insanity.
I’ll leave you torn and broken
Gasping your last breath in rapture
Restraints stained with blood and arousal
Want to play black cat and mouse?
These hallways cannot own me
The cages cannot keep me
My lust cannot be sated
I’ll drain you dry tonight.
My eyes search the emptiness of our ‘home’ and I make my way unerring;
It’s your turn for a visit tonight, so here I come;
Racking your body with chills and tremors of pleasure
I’ll leave you torn and broken
Gasping your last breath in rapture
Restraints stained with blood and arousal
Want to play black cat and mouse?
These hallways cannot own me
The cages cannot keep me
My lust cannot be sated
I’ll drain you dry tonight.
I’m calmed for the day, watching the panic with smug wild eyes
Police with sombre faces, fear oozing from everyone’s pores
“Who could do something like this?” Remember where you are, my pets.
Someone else shall be my victim tonight.
I’ll leave you torn and broken
Gasping your last breath in rapture
Restraints stained with blood and arousal
Want to play black cat and mouse?
These hallways cannot own me
The cages cannot keep me
My lust cannot be sated
I’ll drain you dry tonight.
The door whispers open, watch my lithe form appear next to you
Bad night to take the patrol, my love, now see me hunt
Just keep running, adrenaline makes you go down smoother
You’ll beg me not to stop in the end.
I’ll leave you torn and broken
Gasping your last breath in rapture
Restraints stained with blood and arousal
Want to play black cat and mouse?
These hallways cannot own me
The cages cannot keep me
My lust cannot be sated
I’ll drain you dry tonight.
The door whispers open, ageless eyes peer out and mark you down
Best to ignore the beckoning finger, ignore the sultry murmur
The cold in those hands is death itself
Those kisses will suck your breath away
No-one hears your babbling, pet; remember where we are
So sweet, the innocence of insanity.
I’ll leave you torn and broken
Gasping your last breath in rapture
Restraints stained with blood and arousal
Want to play black cat and mouse?
These hallways cannot own me
The cages cannot keep me
My lust cannot be sated
I’ll drain you dry tonight.
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