Lilith (The sinner?)
Forgive me father for I have sinned. I am seduced by the smell of sex and broken dreams. I ache for the touch of a man that is outwardly handsome but emotionally bankrupt. I do not desire his love but to feel his writhing and his grinding deeply into me while I make him scream and explode with a passion that leaves him shivering. Repeating Gods name in vain over and over again making me smile as he releases convulsively, shuddering in waves as he blasphemes.
I allow myself to burn in the fires of lust as I release the inhibited through liquor and hellspeak. Whispering ageless words that incite excite and have lovers dripping in tears, sex and forbidden ecstasies, glowing bright as stars do in the darkest abyss of night.
Try as I might, I cannot help but to feed and drink the longing, the fear of loneliness and the regrets of missed opportunities of futures past. Joy, fidelity and love are but moments in terms of eternity and infinity and all seem to forget, it is our lot or our blessing, to make those moments last.
Should they not be able to see or grasp the finer essence of this mystery, I will call forth lust most undeniable, bringing unto all who twist with me, both incredible bliss with incredible misery. The duality of good and evil in this, our modern world is infantile and based on pure illusory.
Forgive me father for I have sinned. It was man who damned me not God on high. It was man that sought to subjugate me all the while yearning to plunder the treasures that lie beneath the curves of my torso and thighs. So as man at times use sex to express their contempt and hate, I use this weapon to damn their souls, to feed and to dominate.
So, It would seem, that I am damned to be the demoness encouraging weak and hate filled men to blaspheme, against GOD, against themselves and against all that they hold dear and true, though their very nature and soul has proven to be corrupt and unclean.
Yet, I am the villain? I am the whore? I must be the reason they come begging for more. I’m the sinner? Stones surely, casted upon me because I must be the only one. None after me mentioned or seen and certainly none before.
Forgive me father for I have sinned. I am seduced by the smell of sex and broken dreams. I ache for the touch of a man that is outwardly handsome but emotionally bankrupt. I do not desire his love but to feel his writhing and his grinding deeply into me while I make him scream and explode with a passion that leaves him shivering. Repeating Gods name in vain over and over again making me smile as he releases convulsively, shuddering in waves as he blasphemes.
I allow myself to burn in the fires of lust as I release the inhibited through liquor and hellspeak. Whispering ageless words that incite, excite and have lovers dripping in tears, sex and forbidden ecstasies.
Forgive me father for I have sinned. I am seduced by the smell of sex and broken dreams. I ache for the touch of a man that is outwardly handsome but emotionally bankrupt. I do not desire his love but to feel his writhing and his grinding deeply into me while I make him scream and explode with a passion that leaves him shivering. Repeating Gods name in vain over and over again making me smile as he releases convulsively, shuddering in waves as he blasphemes.
I allow myself to burn in the fires of lust as I release the inhibited through liquor and hellspeak. Whispering ageless words that incite excite and have lovers dripping in tears, sex and forbidden ecstasies, glowing bright as stars do in the darkest abyss of night.
Try as I might, I cannot help but to feed and drink the longing, the fear of loneliness and the regrets of missed opportunities of futures past. Joy, fidelity and love are but moments in terms of eternity and infinity and all seem to forget, it is our lot or our blessing, to make those moments last.
Should they not be able to see or grasp the finer essence of this mystery, I will call forth lust most undeniable, bringing unto all who twist with me, both incredible bliss with incredible misery. The duality of good and evil in this, our modern world is infantile and based on pure illusory.
Forgive me father for I have sinned. It was man who damned me not God on high. It was man that sought to subjugate me all the while yearning to plunder the treasures that lie beneath the curves of my torso and thighs. So as man at times use sex to express their contempt and hate, I use this weapon to damn their souls, to feed and to dominate.
So, It would seem, that I am damned to be the demoness encouraging weak and hate filled men to blaspheme, against GOD, against themselves and against all that they hold dear and true, though their very nature and soul has proven to be corrupt and unclean.
Yet, I am the villain? I am the whore? I must be the reason they come begging for more. I’m the sinner? Stones surely, casted upon me because I must be the only one. None after me mentioned or seen and certainly none before.
Forgive me father for I have sinned. I am seduced by the smell of sex and broken dreams. I ache for the touch of a man that is outwardly handsome but emotionally bankrupt. I do not desire his love but to feel his writhing and his grinding deeply into me while I make him scream and explode with a passion that leaves him shivering. Repeating Gods name in vain over and over again making me smile as he releases convulsively, shuddering in waves as he blasphemes.
I allow myself to burn in the fires of lust as I release the inhibited through liquor and hellspeak. Whispering ageless words that incite, excite and have lovers dripping in tears, sex and forbidden ecstasies.
Glowing bright as stars do in the darkest abyss of night.
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