pitiless

 
I call upon lust to save me from the gloom
within my sacredness scream as it closes in on me

potent of power I rise every day
touch the sky and answer present
blend the the emotion and bring it fully

amazing feeling...passion

it hurts, it thirsts
god, damn it...it feels good to bleed
licking the pain I shudder a little

in my greed I am queen
I want the man on my periphery
I hunger after his essence
swirl the sin and confess

he's what I'm after

I desire him with my soul
his lingering enflames my body
touching me in my envy

I crave power, I have none
pitiless and without I am forlorn in my doubt
his domination is utter
and if not it's so cold where I am

suffering in the silence
where I am admonished to begin again, please