valley of the dolls

 
I am the cunt in which you place your desire
upon my hatred vow to unveil you
with scythe and sickle reap
in the valley of the dolls
 
seeking thrills off lost souls
when in doubt you plunder
unconsecrated grounds
 
pearls before swine
your seed invested
time invested where it ought not
is my mind about it
 
I see you through the eyes of the so called innocent
with bloated egos vainly thinking they are superior
simpletons of no real value
counted as waste by the Author
 
who with his intellect made some hunters
to pick off the weak ones
with his taste for vengeance  
a great man of patience
 
but, do you really think he doesn't feed his hunger?
 
yes. vanity is her name
now jester, appease the dragon