Passion And Demise - Evereve

Runs gently over my tongue

A feast of wicked pleasure

Is the delight of sweat and blood

The seed of a lost morality

As you sow, so shall you reap

A beast of pray (prey) I am

Trapped in a human abattoir

Now we drift away

Into a proud act of violation

Flesh captures flesh

As we deluge in self-accusation

The seed of…

To copulate means to umiliate

And I tremble within your thighs

I devastate emotional ground

What I adore, I despise

I rape you soul and suck you out

'Til I look into frightened eyes

I’m a prisoner between your legs

In a vicious game of passion and demise

The sweet draught of…

Together we rise, divided we fall

Caressed by the inno-scent (innocent)

I praise the holy whore…

Passion and demise