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Hell To Pay
Dorian and his demon dames,
hunted humans, for a home in flames.
If at dawns bell, they did do well.
They'd have a stuffed up sack to sell.
The tools they used, were tempt and tease.
Stealing souls,with some sex and sleaze.
Preferring to play, with their prey.
In sibilant speak, they'd softly say.
I hope you'll come home, with me hon.
For some fantastic, fukin fun.
Teach me to be a trashy tart.
Show me something, of your sick heart
.
That was great. Now I got you good.
Willingly, like I wished you would.
Another for the fire, to fry.
Now be a baby. Boohoo. Cry.
Your tears won't wash your woes away.
HEE HEE HEE there's now hell to pay.
hunted humans, for a home in flames.
If at dawns bell, they did do well.
They'd have a stuffed up sack to sell.
The tools they used, were tempt and tease.
Stealing souls,with some sex and sleaze.
Preferring to play, with their prey.
In sibilant speak, they'd softly say.
I hope you'll come home, with me hon.
For some fantastic, fukin fun.
Teach me to be a trashy tart.
Show me something, of your sick heart
.
That was great. Now I got you good.
Willingly, like I wished you would.
Another for the fire, to fry.
Now be a baby. Boohoo. Cry.
Your tears won't wash your woes away.
HEE HEE HEE there's now hell to pay.
Published 21st Feb 2012
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26th Mar 2015 3:18pm
I enjoyed the structure there are a couple parts where I'd change the words used to rhyme, I also think you do t need a comma after "preffering to play."
28th Mar 2015 10:30pm
