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Song of the Succubus
Dark greetings oh nocturnal Succubus
Too long you have haunted my dreams
A temptress, a shrew, a wraith through and through
That wallows in glee at my screams
Your fiery gaze will blind vision
Your silent approach will consume me
Then flaunt with a grin a body of sin
Quenchless desires to bind and entomb me
That kind of passion imprisons my soul
But unreluctantly cuts like a knife
Should have known all along your Succubus song
Would serenade me the rest of my life
Copyright ©
Randy Freie
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