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Nyx
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With furtive whispers through the gate
Of slumber, tasking passion’s dreams
In sacrifice to Nyx, prostrate
Caught, impotent against her schemes
The senses’ twilight fades in gloom
With furtive whispers through the gate
Erotic fear wafts like perfume
Enslaved to her licentious fete
Seductive vapor stirs, frustrates,
As pleasured strokes debase her thrall
With furtive whispers through the gate
Foretelling tortures to befall
The succubus, with blade in hand
Now poised and eager to castrate
The sleeper’s spirit, soon unmanned
With furtive whispers through the gate
With furtive whispers through the gate
Of slumber, tasking passion’s dreams
In sacrifice to Nyx, prostrate
Caught, impotent against her schemes
The senses’ twilight fades in gloom
With furtive whispers through the gate
Erotic fear wafts like perfume
Enslaved to her licentious fete
Seductive vapor stirs, frustrates,
As pleasured strokes debase her thrall
With furtive whispers through the gate
Foretelling tortures to befall
The succubus, with blade in hand
Now poised and eager to castrate
The sleeper’s spirit, soon unmanned
With furtive whispers through the gate
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