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O Domina
Necromantic and satanic
A beast upon the floor
Sipping poisoned wine just like
The nectar of the gods
Begging more, more, more
Dreaming, lucidity fading
Blurring reality
A midnightmare suckling
Fantasy in the flesh
Moaning me, me, me
A cock teaser, can you please her
Face down, ass up on the floor?
The dead roses in wicked poses
Drip the juice on the noose
Swinging in the wind
God could never bare witness
To her depravity
With no hardening cock
Crawling forth on his knees
Pleading please, please please
You can’t sedate when sealed in fate
Lash my back with flaming tongues
Cold wind blowing when stars are showing
Crucifix and stiffened dicks
Dripping with sin
Domina est mea, divina
Suffixum in delubris poterentur
Venenum umida suco
Dulce in os meum
Gaudens eam tremere carne
O domina venire ad me
Satan sent me an angel
Pale and draped in leather shrouds
Reminds me of fresh dug graves
Where saints lay beneath mounds
I moan stay, stay, stay
A cock teaser, can you please her
Face down, ass up on the floor?
The dead roses in wicked poses
Drip the juice on the noose
Swinging in the wind
(c) 2015 Frank Green
A beast upon the floor
Sipping poisoned wine just like
The nectar of the gods
Begging more, more, more
Dreaming, lucidity fading
Blurring reality
A midnightmare suckling
Fantasy in the flesh
Moaning me, me, me
A cock teaser, can you please her
Face down, ass up on the floor?
The dead roses in wicked poses
Drip the juice on the noose
Swinging in the wind
God could never bare witness
To her depravity
With no hardening cock
Crawling forth on his knees
Pleading please, please please
You can’t sedate when sealed in fate
Lash my back with flaming tongues
Cold wind blowing when stars are showing
Crucifix and stiffened dicks
Dripping with sin
Domina est mea, divina
Suffixum in delubris poterentur
Venenum umida suco
Dulce in os meum
Gaudens eam tremere carne
O domina venire ad me
Satan sent me an angel
Pale and draped in leather shrouds
Reminds me of fresh dug graves
Where saints lay beneath mounds
I moan stay, stay, stay
A cock teaser, can you please her
Face down, ass up on the floor?
The dead roses in wicked poses
Drip the juice on the noose
Swinging in the wind
(c) 2015 Frank Green
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