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Prince of Darkness

I'll admit
it is true
I like to bite
fingers wrapped
around my throat
memory sleeps deep inside

eat my screams
make me choke
another damsel
quivering
in the lap
of your throne

does your jaw
clench like mine?
what a design
Lord of my mind
drip a tear on
my patient tongue

out of reach
I've heard enough
dreamlike facade
does it cover enough?
keep your mystery visage
I'm drawn to the cuts

easy words
make a beautiful line
reflect the tragedy
that has been my life
we all have pain
that lives inside

you must ache to try
another time
a touch, a friend
another vice
I long to hear
that deeper drive

when the growl rips out
of your bleeding chest
pierce the nucleus
of hardened disposition
evoke my orbs
to leak their salt

saline burn
against raw flesh
yes, you are best
the living teeth of god
I break. I awake.
I worship.