Aesop's Lore

You are  no more than Hecate controlling your three weird sisters  
But I refuse to be your Macbeth, I'm so much more sinister  
Step to the fire bitch and enter Paradise Lost  
You are drawn to my depths, willing to sacrifice at any cost  
 
Simply splay yourself upon my altar as a demon supreme necromance  
As I rip at your mental and entrails for our very last dance  
I'm in search of that little girl within you, the one still claiming innocence  
There she goes right there and I'm fucking locked onto her scent  
 
The fear in her eyes as I catch her ass by surprise  
Laid back masturbating against a tombstone allowing my evil to rise  
Grabbed by the ankle and dragged into hell down below Dozmary Pool  
Dragged below a bloody lake, below Nimue and Lancelot using Arthur for a fool  
 
Yeah, down into Dante Inferno loosing more than clothes as we crash each level  
Nine levels of darkened pain leaving more than your hair disheveled  
The searing evil here forbids moisture to ease any of our pain  
With a dick blazing like Azrael's sword with nothing to gain  
 
Dry humping a succubus's pussy, that is no more than a smoldering volcano  
Here in the ninth chamber, two eagles crashing towards death and refusing to let go  
Our orgasms are withheld for an eternity the sex is only for a painful purgatory  
A rasp of a tongue licking a barb for a clit as Aesop told his story