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fuck the grit and the grain
feed me more pain puddin
in the midnight hour seek my skin
lusting the terror of the fiend
who treats me like I'm obscene

when his troubles mount he will find me bruised
blushes from his Sadistic rouse
in infernal keep sleep not tonight
the devil is out to creep while you're ripe

snuggling demons lest you see
what is really troubling me
on a quest to fulfill my doom
I have more that a bone to pick with you

lecherous greed please ignore
the wanton woman full of gore
looking to fill my need
gorging on flesh of the willing
tender lusty mortal
an immortal's treasure

late at night when the eve is pregnant
bring me your desires I will fill them
skull's cross and bones
your horrors known

while you kick and moan

Written by crimsin (Unveiling)
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