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Demoness & Her King

 
seared in my mind
is your spell
you speak & the screws turn
 
wicked depths
that I lose myself in
fetid waters I rise from
to grasp your words
spoken from the pit
 
your ink is spilled
spoken in the demonic
ancient language
it calls on me
brings me back
to where I began
 
splayed lewdly
on your alter of sin
as you enter me roughly
like the devil you are
 
with necromancer power
you reanimate the demoness
from deep inside me
she has grown cold
so far from your touch
 
you speak the secrets
& I dance for you
among the tombs

with lies on my tongue
I kiss your deadly mouth
you spit black venom at me
burn away the false light
i've donned
 
leave me naked & trembling
in the dark
a punishment for being
an evil disobedient whore
I heed your calling & warning
 
put on the fierce
I'm your Queen
legion clothes me
let us march my King
 
 
 
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