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WRETCHED WOMAN

I have traveled the stars
Just to find myself
Inside your flesh

Beneath cold lycan skies
I taste the lips of an angel
And when she spreads her thighs
I can�t help but mangle

Who is the xenomorph
And who is the victim?
I am the devil
Betwixt your sheets tonight

My Wretched Woman
Your smile is treacherous
When I crawl before you
Eager and leprous
My Wicked Woman
Your kiss is poisonous
I taste you from the inside
With my tongue, leprous

I will travel your scars
Your road map of pain
Leads to pleasure

The devil may not care
For your perverse deadly splendors
When scarlet gorgon hair
Whips 'cross God�s contender

Are you the xenomorph
And am I the victim?
When I pump my seed
Deep down your throat tonight

My Wretched Woman
Your smile is treacherous
When I crawl before you
Eager and leprous
My Wicked Woman
Your kiss is poisonous
I taste you from the inside
With my tongue, leprous

I can�t help but screaming
Your name as a dirty word
You are synonymous
With pleasurable torture
You can�t help but killing
It�s all you know how to do
Don�t wanna wake up dead
But I can�t help myself

My Wretched Woman
Your smile is treacherous
When I crawl before you
Eager and leprous
My Wicked Woman
Your kiss is poisonous
I taste you from the inside
With my tongue, leprous

(c) 2017 Frank Green