Friday, December 10, 2010

She May Not Be Innocent, But You are Guilty



The whore the whore of Babylon
Offers her self for you and me
She desires your soul and body
Oblivion and mastery
If you submit to her you are secure
In knowing your pleasures are saited
Despite lingering pains of birth
We have long awaited
The new you
Clay scuplted by her hands
No morals lingering within
Its your flesh that you command
Abandon it
You must be chained
Desire her
She must reign
Over you
The whore the whore of Babylon
Is innocent of most charges
In truth
You come to her for answers
Your guilt is enough proof
That you made her
You are responsible
For who she is
She’d not exist
Alone
But you insist
That she will accompany you