Soaked in superstitions
Prayers doused in black and set ablaze
A piss gold sky opened up for the storm
A birthing of a union of malaise
In gutters lined with spit I lay in wait
Gnawing at the thrill of finding home
Entrapment of a passion led by fate
A scorched and lust lorn path forever roamed
This sickness, ageless torment
Fueled by appetence for endless conquest
A constant yearning for the taste of the catch
The wolf waits patient for the perfect attack
Commitment to complications
A lecherous boiling plot, a binding glue
The cries of demise muffled deep beneath the claws-
God is fictitious, heaven is you
Entrenched in salivation
A torment welcomed warm with fascination
A palette refined in tortures design
The sickly sweet of chasing domination
This sickness, ageless torment
Fueled by appetence for endless conquest
A constant yearning for the taste of the catch
The wolf waits patient for the perfect attack
Commitment to complications
A lecherous boiling plot, a binding glue
The cries of demise muffled deep beneath the claws-
God is fictitious, heaven is you
Systematic deceptions
A feral comprehension of creation
Poised for this entagled affair of selfless indulgence
Destroy the tame nature of calculation
Sink deep inside this alpha stage
This deluge of satisfaction
