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Were u called by my cries
And most painful of sighs
Or summoned by darkness where God slowly dies
My heart lacks warmth and the caress of soft skin
In my soul lacks the strength to heal from within

My thirst is for the fermentation in your veins
But I’m strung in a web of your salivation from kiss

My imperial crown waits to be drowned
As a flood of lust brings me to my knees
My love, take my throne and split at your hips
For you shall be pleased when I speak to your lips

Lust was enthroned
Pleasure sustained
Screams of elation were gloriously sang
The tyranny of tiresome love had ended
The angel once entombed in Sodom now reigned