‘I adorn myself at duskWith ornaments to close the nooseA kiss as red as blood and cold as hellMy body glows with lustAnaemic as the flag of truceI raised at dawn to catch you in my spell’
She lights the skiesDressed in silver scales plucked from the oceanTo spite her thighsThat Lucifer snuck insideAnd with his prideEnclaves were upgraded to GoshenSo paradise
Or will she burn OOoouuu Or will she buuuurn (u) With every twist I cannot resist her
Fertile female mind control
This wanton witch, white-rapids sister
To whom I pour my wine and soul
And here we go again! Uaa Uaa Uaa
