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Slaying the pure-killing the virgin whore
Your purity will fall,
To the black undertaking of my hands.
Evil toxicity will invade your blood stream,
Suffocating your system and shutting you down.
Now feel my blade,
As your chest hits the ground.
Tell me darling,
Does the tip make you wet?
The razor edge inside of you
Tickle the whore within?
I know this is the moment
You've been waiting for.
I'll pop your cherry untouched,
With the tip of my blade.
This is what you've been missing,
This is what you have saved.
I can see behind the fear,
And wretched scream from your lungs,
That you find pleasure in this,
This is nothing but fun.
Tell me darling,
Does the tip make you wet?
The razor edge inside of you
Tickle the whore within?
I know this is the moment
You've been waiting for.
I think we've both had enough,
Tell me can you feel it now?!
Can you feel the love?!
Does your purity still exist,
When I'm in control!?
The pure strain of hate,
Is the only purity you'll feel.
Now....you...will....BLEED
FEEL MY NEED TO PLEASE YOU
AS YOUR BLOOD DRIPS SLOW
BLEED!
I CAN FEEL YOUR EXCITEMENT GROW
MY STEEL WILL CONTINUE TO TEASE YOU
UNTIL I FEEL YOU'VE HAD ENOUGH
BLEEED, BLEED, BLEED!!!
Tell me darling,
Does the tip make you wet?
The razor edge inside of you
Tickle the whore within?
I know this is the moment
You've been waiting for.
Your purity will bleed out slow....
*for the "let us mosh" competition*
To the black undertaking of my hands.
Evil toxicity will invade your blood stream,
Suffocating your system and shutting you down.
Now feel my blade,
As your chest hits the ground.
Tell me darling,
Does the tip make you wet?
The razor edge inside of you
Tickle the whore within?
I know this is the moment
You've been waiting for.
I'll pop your cherry untouched,
With the tip of my blade.
This is what you've been missing,
This is what you have saved.
I can see behind the fear,
And wretched scream from your lungs,
That you find pleasure in this,
This is nothing but fun.
Tell me darling,
Does the tip make you wet?
The razor edge inside of you
Tickle the whore within?
I know this is the moment
You've been waiting for.
I think we've both had enough,
Tell me can you feel it now?!
Can you feel the love?!
Does your purity still exist,
When I'm in control!?
The pure strain of hate,
Is the only purity you'll feel.
Now....you...will....BLEED
FEEL MY NEED TO PLEASE YOU
AS YOUR BLOOD DRIPS SLOW
BLEED!
I CAN FEEL YOUR EXCITEMENT GROW
MY STEEL WILL CONTINUE TO TEASE YOU
UNTIL I FEEL YOU'VE HAD ENOUGH
BLEEED, BLEED, BLEED!!!
Tell me darling,
Does the tip make you wet?
The razor edge inside of you
Tickle the whore within?
I know this is the moment
You've been waiting for.
Your purity will bleed out slow....
*for the "let us mosh" competition*
Published 25th Mar 2014
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25th Mar 2014 9:18pm
Very dark and complex. I like the phallus/knife analogy...not sure if that's what you were going for but that's what I picked up on. Great read.
26th Mar 2014 1:26am
Yes, you indeed picked up on the right analogy. Thanks for the read
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