Burning you at the stake,
My darling char as black as you mortal limits take,
Shall every moment we embrace convert what flames burn,
Shall you enter the point of no return.
Raped at deaths doors,
Will you wallow upon with me in abnormal horror,
Or will you fight your way to freedom,
To escape your ill matrydom.
Dagger in hand, and you upon this hill,
The taste of your blood, oh how deep the thrill.
Love me more my dearest, don't hesitate,
Take the blood further, and accept your fate.
Feel your stomach turn at the thought of eternal rape.
Saddness brings tears,
As anger brings fears,
Can you withstand the boundries,
Your mortality gifts thee?
Relax darling,
It will be over soon.
Hence forth the shadows,
Of your inevitable doom. |
Submission Name: Murder Sought My Palette
