Rose Red Pyre Black Petals
Visceral incantation from onyx velvet lips,
moan, groan, to twist my bits as a witch.
Salem pyre ancient oak standing the edifice,
wrist shackled chains gather round vile cultist.
Breast bang dolorous dirge ignition of limbs,
Rictus permeated rancor give me thy mirth bled,
“Maw of Cerberus thrice Styx a curse gangrene.
Corcyan Cave sylphlike sacrificial chimera beast!”
“Ahhhhh!” flake and ribbon.
Clamor hooves back in,
a thunder in the distance.
Return ashes reanimate me,
lift head, snap chains, black veins.
Citizens turn to see a real arcane eldritch.
Phase in and out in black smog teleport,
one by one blood cloaks chin and tongue.
Dulcet tumulus you look so scared baby shhh!
Ethereal lover taste makes me wet, slide husk,
siren ululated after devour the fervor lungs,
liver, stomach, cadaver, even chew the bones,
Succubus machinations thy canorous melody,
Yes I tease, yes I needs your scrumptious feast.
Behind my breast beat your chest cease.
For I chewed you up and swallowed,
Every,
Little,
Juicy,
Hot,
Sexy,
Nibble,
Intimacy.
Light as a feather stiff as a board,
hollow your skull for thy door,
martyr the expendability,
of your kind thy rinds.
Hahahaha!
Muah!
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Beatrix Macabre
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