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The snake upon sharp rocks

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Hate me, please. It taste so sweet
The way I peel and the way I shriek
Send me rage, give me your monsters
           
That ponder yonder
So love shall falter

Faces of despair are my pointers
I smell for toxins, I can taste you

Stitches weave through mountains
I fill your chest with rocks
Your inadequacies I take stock

You're short this month
Rectify this..
Your pain is your sanity
Take my hand..
I shall like to lead you
Tremble with..
Loneliness is our unity

Whiskers, convulsions
Your warmth repulses
Shiver, fear
Home to indulgence

Lady figures, manly mouth
Teeth disfigured, your breath so foul
The cost of your soul, is close to little
I am direct and possess no riddles

Follow my cape, be blind to light
Try to escape, and it is I you will find
Intense vengance is the price you will pay
Don't ever again attempt to stray

Weak passion I give in controlled rations
I will deceive your scent of freedom
You will feel you can turn and see your home
But it is a speck of island from the boat you stand
Your muscles will give in to my unsympathetic demand

Your hands reach for other to find only me
I will smite your desires I will fight what you crave
You will NEVER be free!
you will NEVER be saved!

You are a snake, slithering with disgust
Territorial you will become, anywhere but the sun

Hands and knees you will crawl for miles!
YOUR BLOOD IS BILE!
IT SWIMS IN YOUR VEINS, AS LONG AS THE NILE!

In floods my misery comes
You are my love and my son.
I will cease any actions before they've begun.

You will not satisy me
I WILL DESTROY YOU

On sharp rocks we shall crumble together, into the dark mystic universe that's molded forever.

 


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