A novocaine rush from the Devil's vein
Stirs an exodus for hedonistic plunder.
Morality gives way to the malevolence within.
Atop a venomous wing, I descend upon her,
Eclipsing her angelic eyes and jasmine nose.

Divine words from an ambrosian tongue
Placate my afflicted, blackened soul.
Suppression is cast aside for indulgence.
With a ravenous abandon, she consumes my flesh,
Charioting me to inevitable apacolypse.

An unholy phoenix, reborn yet again
Cursed to rise from the pestilent ashes.
Gratification rendered from a blitzkrieg mentality.
In the length of an enchanted whisper,
I become the living onyx that mimics the light.

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