Angry, Fucking, Hate

YOU THINK YOU'RE FUCKING HARD ENOUGH?!

Come on then
ya bitch
we've been here before
first it's harsh words and punches
then we'Re both on the floor.
Wanna kill me?
then bring it
shred my throat with them fangs
If I gotta go out
Least I'll go with a bang.
What's wrong?
Getting slow?
You'Re falling behind
Is the feel of my body
Weighing down on your mind?
Fresh scar on my chest
Nice move
That was new
Now why don't you bite me
Scar my neck for me too.

COME ON THEN!

fists feet and elbows
shattered beams
broken glass
You feel hatred or lust
when I'm kicking your ass?
Fuck it, come on
Cut me
Aint got the balls?
Or would you rather be up against -
not crashing through - walls
First the intro steps
seduction
bottles and chairs
building up to the skinonskin
hands tangled in hair.
Then the blades are out
coiled stance
sharpened steel
violence as foreplay
Can't help what you feel.

THAT ALL YOU FUCKING GOT?!

Now it's hand to hand
intimate
the dance of the broken
can'T help that there's more
than anger awoken.
Back impacts the wall
as I fend off
your strikes
block and grapple - you're trapped
ah, so that's what you like.
Headbutt
I snap backwards
sweep my leg and I fall
Wanna straddle me?
Fine - I guess I'll play ball.
Another knife out
and you go
for the kill
just barely deflect
see, you know I've got skill.

FUCK YOU.
IN YOUR FUCKING DREAMS.
IN MY DREAMS I CUT YOUR THROAT.

Knife slams into the floor
as I go
for the choke
And I'm pulling you down
your eyes - grey like smoke.

A kiss...and the world shifts sideways a fraction.

Fuck it
Still fighting
Still vicious as hell
But violence don't mean
It ain't still hot as hell.
Your nails down my spine
Your teeth
on my neck
There's glass in my back
As we rise from the deck.
Slam you into the wall
once again
only better
You'Re still cursing and vicious
only now you're much wetter.

FUCK! AH FUCK, YES, YOU FUCKING BASTARD!

The pain isn't gone
hell
the violence is worse
but we're also trying
to make the other cum first.
Gripping hard with your thighs
Like you wanna
break bone
I'll bite and draw blood
And I'll still make you moan.
Slick and hot all around
tighter than
any lock
you can hate me forever
but you still want my cock.
Screams and growls
a crescendo
furniture breaking
As we climax together
And I swear the earth's shaking.

THIS DOESN'T MEAN I LIKE YOU.
RIGHT BACK AT YOU. BITCH.

Next time we'll try to kill one another again. That doesn't change. But anger and hatred are passion too - and all it takes is that little switch to flick. Violence is foreplay for us - hitting and getting hit makes the blood pump like nothing else.

Bring it on. Bring it ALL on.