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While looking into the mirror at her splayed out behind me
I'm trying to reach back into the pit and summon Mentality
The entrails and blood darkens the scene merging with my complexion
Screams began pouring from the mirror as it reflected every dissection
 
Sitting on a stool in front of the vanity, I have done all that Baal has requested of me
For Mentality to just appear and do this kind of damage you see
There were promises made and candles were lit
I cut two lines on top of the vanity's surface and took a hit
 
My mind started to rewind to ancient and darkened times
Chants started rolling in on the waves and Mentality stepped into my mind
He knows what he did, he's the one that started this shit
But he refuses to react until he's snorted all of this bitch's shit
 
With the last snort, Mentality stared into the mirror and the cavity of her chest was lit
A raging blaze with flames leaping from her chest smelling of the pit
The covers can't be scorched and the apartment walls can't be burned
Mentality conjured a succubus from those freezing flames pleading for her turn
 
She's taking to fucking long crawling up out of the pit and into this world
Mentality ripped her ass from the chest and the flames and began making her toes curl
All geeked up and twisted, his kind of fucking in hell had been black listed
This succubus alone craved his kind of pain, she missed being double fisted
 
Being choked until she nutted and blacked out, while fucking in an iron maiden
Mentality fucking her so hard that as she nutted pure lava, she felt the pit fading
The wails of a Banshee could be heard as they sexually attacked each other with rage
Although the flames were cold they were burning in what they each truly craved
 
She although loosing her life felt as if she had never existed on this level before
The succubus that emerged was her true self and then so much more
I Is Me had finally convinced Mentality to take responsibility and to be proud of his actions
To not suppress the demon world but if hell wouldn't allow his kinks please use this one
   
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