Shadows of The Flesh

Tied out
I will take you
A lamb brought to the slaughter
Candles guttering flame
Scent of sweat within the air

The wolf hungers for that which
Has been denied
Feel my breath hot upon your
Skin
 
Moist tounge sliding
Over your calf shivers run rampantly
Up your spine
 
Call out to your God
For tonight your sweet innocence

Will be lost
To the teeth at your pulsating throat
Howls and screams will be lost
In the shadows of your flesh
As you writhe praying for escape

But
hunger is the only thing
Keeping you in this
Mad charade of passion

That is played out through
The dark sides of the souls that
Inhabit humanity