Twisted Vixen of Rot

Smashing all Grace's light
She ignites vicious blight
Irish siren's storm
Craving torment and scorn
Pale flesh's young mess
Dressed up in blessed stress
In blurred gaslight she reigns
A fools innocence feigned
Her parasitic cysts twist
Trysts binding his wrists
Vampiric mother-girl lie
Eating all makes us all die
Poor baby's bad lot
Same excuse sold and bought
But a child she is not
Poor baby's bad lot
Same excuse sold and bought
But a child she is not
Twisted vixen of rot



Credits
Writer(s): A Johnston
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