Lair of Dismay

Wet, sick, slick  
Slimy walls scraped by claws
Blood stained tears  
Of Wastinghood and  
Nothingland  
 
Where everything slides
Down the walls like the  
Rotting corpses crawl
Mud caked face falling off
Teeth bite and clatter  
 
Pulling flesh from  
Living matter of hearts
As the beast watches on
Stroking his heavy hard
Gargantuan python
 
And waits for fair
Maidens to take and give
She won't live  
through the night
In his sight, only wetting  
His appetite for the grave
 
Making her his slave
In public, pubic gratification  
Stealing her sanctification  
Using crucifix masturbation  
 
Until she dies  
Sticky and dank coagulation
light escaping her eyes  
Flies light on iris bathed
In ghoulish orange sunrise  
 
Cast across the way
Revealing a path that
Could have saved  
From the Lair of Dismay