666

 
it's that time again, time to splay my thoughts
and delve deeper into the darkness
internal conflict, yeah I'm in the mood
confession's good for the soul

I don't think so

I like to hold things back
until they grow bold
tying me to the cunted truths
and holding me down

with the force of these demons
conniving and intense
I can't say no
the words form on my lips
but I'll I hear is a moan

tasting of innocence
hiding the reality
a body for sinning
deeper they delve into my conscious
licking at my mind

I burn on the altar of depravity
carnal assault soon ensues
a reckoning of sorts
for the raven haired slut
the whore of abandon

a favored love slave
for a good time call 666
the witch is in