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- - - VAMPIRIC TRYSTS DIVINE - - -
She wants to come
At the stroking of midnight
Gather for the Sabbath, the church bell rings
To dine on belief and other righteous things
Glorious be the Lord in the lamb blood
Spilled 'cross her coffin, a little taste of God
A man in black robes spitting forth his lies
Of a heaven beyond his reach, so denied
Patience is a virtue, 'fore sin is hers
Cloaked in darkness and steeped in throes of murder
Christ on the cross, the crutch is her lust
Chastity belts slowly turning to dust
Sucking and fucking and sacrilegious wine
Thunder and hunger, vampiric trysts divine
Jesus, savor the saviour, believe us
Spreads herself open for sin denied
With a crucifix betwixt her thighs
Jesus, seduce the recluse, believe us
And put on a show of vile caress
So that the devil may care to witness
Black candles flicker in thickening gloom
Bewitching moans beneath cold winter moons
A succubus enraptured by God's grace
Thirteen commandments entwined within her lace
Black and twisted like spider web art
Sacraments made when undeath never parts
Ecstatic and malevolent sighs from lips
Accustomed to the fingers of the abyss
Christ on the cross, the crutch is her lust
Chastity belts slowly turning to dust
Sucking and fucking and sacrilegious wine
Thunder and hunger, vampiric trysts divine
Jesus, savor the saviour, believe us
Spreads herself open for sin denied
With a crucifix betwixt her thighs
Jesus, seduce the recluse, believe us
And put on a show of vile caress
So that the devil may care to witness
Drip of vaginal discharge
Falls, steadily, like the rain
Mix with sacrificial blood
Of bodies dead in the mud
Questing fingers of madness
Find treasure in the darkness
Of hallowed tombs, thrice removed
And the holy flesh that she doth consume
Sodom her Gomorrah
I see portents in the scars
Count your blessings
She comes like a falling star
The true nature of her beast
Is to bask in the cum of Jesus
Christ on the cross, the crutch is her lust
Chastity belts slowly turning to dust
Sucking and fucking and sacrilegious wine
Thunder and hunger, vampiric trysts divine
Jesus, savor the saviour, believe us
Spreads herself open for sin denied
With a crucifix betwixt her thighs
Jesus, seduce the recluse, believe us
And put on a show of vile caress
So that the devil may care to witness
She wants to come
At the stroking of midnight
(c) 2016 Frank Green
Published 17th Jun 2016
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17th Jun 2016 5:35am
This fucking write is
out of control Frank.
I read it on Facebook
and was blown away.
Magnificent... Dantalyon
out of control Frank.
I read it on Facebook
and was blown away.
Magnificent... Dantalyon
17th Jun 2016 5:45am
Anonymous
18th Jun 2016 2:38am
Hades.. this is fucking metal.. goddamn this needs to be on an album.. brilliant my brother..
Dave
Dave
18th Jun 2016 4:18am
Appreciate it, my brother. If I ever get my musical endeavors going I'm going to need you to hand pick the choicest cuts.
26th Apr 2017 4:47am
This is really good, I'm kind of speechless, I think it's nuclear as poems go...
