Therapy Gods

I break her over
Once again at my mercy
In bondage to a darker wanting
I in turn am but a slave
Wetter appetites to push me further
As I revel in shames pitty
There she lies broken and pretty
Tears water the gardens of desire
Of bent knees and bulging throats
Sinners in the minds of forgotten gods
To storm the beach between her thighs
I dream of wolves and bloody snow
She culls my name out of existance
As she lays there deep in my throes
A better violence for the whore
Amongst the sheets of bloody chores
My delights brighten the skies
The stars they shine as voyeurs above
A light in the shadow of my mind
I traded evils with the wretch
To break the bitch and own her soul