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- - - DRACONIAN FANTASIES - - -


I sit ‘neath candle light
To give you words of agony
Into late hours of night
These fingers bring you ecstasy
Your heavy breathing feeds me
Your writhing body needs me
I am the devil in the sheets
Giving pleasure and pain
Again and again

The devil is tempting me
And you to hanging trees
The forest whispers to us
Necrorgasmic throes of sin
The stillborn heart of the crux
So, what say we begin?

You sit ‘neath candle light
To behold words of misery
Yet, your heart seems to take flight
As fingers bring you ecstasy
Your little whimpers feed me
Your sweating body needs me
I am the devil with a treat
Giving pleasure and pain
Again and again

The devil is tempting me
And you to hanging trees
The angels whisper to us
Nymphoquisitors will condemn
The stillborn heart of the crux
So, what say we begin?

We have all night long to explore twisted fantasies
Pounding the nails into moistened meat, defiled
Shackles hang from bed posts with a lot wear and tear
I pull your ass closer by the devil tail you bear
Raise this Hades up high for torturous benediction
Your moans turn to screams taking my abomination

Your little whimpers feed me
Your writhing body needs me
I am the devil in your sheets
Giving pleasure and pain
Again and again and again

The devil is tempting me
And you to hanging trees
The angels whisper to us
Nymphoquisitors will condemn
The stillborn heart of the crux
So, what say we begin?

We have all night long to explore twisted fantasies
Turning the screws into moistened meat, defiled
Nightshade tucked behind your ear, poison coursing through your veins
Dominating like a deity, always up for a game
Inside out, licking it up like cannibalization
Whispering sweet nothings cruel and utter draconian

Your little whimpers feed me
Your writhing body needs me
Please, be my devil in your sheets
Giving pleasure and pain
Again and again
One more time

The devil is tempting me
And you to hanging trees
The forest whispers to us
Necrorgasmic throes of sin
The stillborn heart of the crux
So, what say we begin?






(c) 2015 Frank Green




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