A Thousand Years From Forever Seven

The Waterloo Palace Hightower      
Below Sea Level      
       
Full Moon Before The Ascend      
       
The Temptation Of Immortality        
Lilith        
     
There are words circulating in the underworld of your arrival my Angelic Queen      
We know of the Serer who has the power to fulfil the Waterloo’s divine dreams      
You are an embryo to the dark world you have fallen from the energy of Mother Nature’s Earth      
Within your Darkness, the Queens of Hades will speak to you before your rebirth      
       
I am the beginning, the fable false theological books have departed, I am the chosen woman of ancient time      
Placed in the Garden of Eve unto Allah’s first man, Adam, he once caressed my skin, and we made such wicked love near the Tree of Knowledge and upon my bosom he slurped the sweeten elixir betwixt the drips of passion from the lush grapevines      
I pleased my Sire, my mouth his bedtime passion      
A bed or roses, raptures of our temples harmonically thrashing, in the hallow of our creamy sanctuary I whispered spiritual hymns against his melanin skin      
He pierced my soft Ambrose nightly as he thrust over and over inside my fruit juice again and again      
We were the torrid of the first original sin      
       
My Queen, accept this offered fate, so that I may reign once again      
I will give you immortality unto your body let me commence, allow me in      
It will be my pleasure to have such handsome Moorish Kings        
Above and below me and feel inside me their royal dicks swing      
Coating the staff of their royal lineage, tainting the spillage of their breeding with the scent of my spells      
Damnation I will bring upon the Waterloo and every Kingdom's head      
Let me in the portal of your birthing cocoon, give me one more lifetime to feast upon the King’s mind        
I demand you, my Angelic Queen, to give me an invitation to his bed      
Each royal infant before birth, I tempt      
Their innocent soul unto my demoness voice, they will become hell bent      
I crave their adrenaline, unto the Hounds of Hell it’s a sacrifice intent        
       
Greater good for the chosen ones who will go on and honor the Sun and lay their Heavenly Crown upon the stars, kissed by the illumination of the Moon      
My Angelic Queen, all you have to do is say yes, and you are here in a flash, and I am within the birthing warmth of that... that... cocoon      
This could be your new dominion my Queen, the vessel once revealed to the King’s eyes will come to see me      
You will be worshipped, you are the Light Bearer, you will be idolized when you began, mortals are frightened, as you glamorize      
A whole nation of sin under your authority, for you to weaponize       
       
I am the sultry demoness who now rule over the highest Demons in Hell      
Mightiest Demons shall bow to you, with long enticing tails      
I give to you this liberation to choose, for your life, I demand you, my Angelic Queen, time is of essence this abyss can be yours, you will not lose      
For a night in your Sire’s bed…hurry... hurry and chose      
Your bloodline becomes mine      
For this life, I am handing you this trade, if you agree, I will break the seventh wonder seal for you to begin your demise      
       
I see the Divine Father on His throne in clamoring disgust      
His little Earth Angel has been comprised by depravation and in God, her heart just did not trust        
I control the birth canal        
The harvesting of the vessel before it ascends to the become one with the sky as the souls and the spirit awaits its fate      
Give me this second reckoning I will bring brimstone, acid rain, and a plague in my wake      
       
No man who stands shall be a King, no more I shall obey      
A forbidden garden of handsome giants, and a Cherub, I refused, all I need is the mirror of your liberties when you pray      
Become the seductress throughout the night      
A blood lust to lavish your scent, give men the access of your addictive loving until the calling of twilight      
You hear me, my Angelic Queen, my voice into your cocoon let it ring      
The Supreme King supposed to be bathing his loins in my enticing cream      
His generous lips drawing the heat of his lust upon my curvacious body, it is my primitive dream        
I’ve waited for eternity, you are the denial, you are the hindrance from stepping into regal prominence as it may seem      
       
Tomorrow the waters are sacred on the day the Most High uno the Waterloo as He christens        
I will bow to the upside down cross, my Angelic Queen as I cast my final wish      
For you to become the Queen of Hell and for me, I will come to bestow destruction, war, and famine, in your mystical abyss      
       
       
     
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