Burgeoning
Nightfall has embraced me
I long for the day
I wish I never knew it
Nightfall has clasped
I long for the day
Oh, how wish I never knew it
These thorns I bear
These thorns I bear
In hope to be carried away
She came to me at night, enticed me with her smile
Her red lips vexed and haunted me for quite a while
Arms stretch out, her silky hands bless me with her touch
I am hers now, I am but a plaything to a god
We have entwined, I sing unto her
An ode to cherish her grace
My kindred spirit, sole true love
The one thing I prize and crave
We embrace, your skin so warm
It soothes my soul
Your grasp so firm, makes us whole
We coil and dance through the night
Bellow unto the moon
Its light reaches me, calls me, claws me away from you
I yearn for you, my precious queen
My lust has driven me mad
I scream and beg, thrash and writhe
Shriek until my lungs disperse
My body contorts, my pain beyond words
Yet I cannot bawl
My face a mockery, a sick jest
Humanity a buried thought
Consciousness subsides
For you, an abhorrent sight
A festival of rape and gore
Now you are with me, my lady and whore
I long for the day
I wish I never knew it
Nightfall has clasped
I long for the day
Oh, how wish I never knew it
These thorns I bear
These thorns I bear
In hope to be carried away
She came to me at night, enticed me with her smile
Her red lips vexed and haunted me for quite a while
Arms stretch out, her silky hands bless me with her touch
I am hers now, I am but a plaything to a god
We have entwined, I sing unto her
An ode to cherish her grace
My kindred spirit, sole true love
The one thing I prize and crave
We embrace, your skin so warm
It soothes my soul
Your grasp so firm, makes us whole
We coil and dance through the night
Bellow unto the moon
Its light reaches me, calls me, claws me away from you
I yearn for you, my precious queen
My lust has driven me mad
I scream and beg, thrash and writhe
Shriek until my lungs disperse
My body contorts, my pain beyond words
Yet I cannot bawl
My face a mockery, a sick jest
Humanity a buried thought
Consciousness subsides
For you, an abhorrent sight
A festival of rape and gore
Now you are with me, my lady and whore
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Writer(s): Tom Ott
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