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Bitter Orange

de Slow Descent

On the stroke of midnight
Beings waiting in the dark
Under her bed
Eyes glowing red
Spiritual masses
bombard a young girls soul
Tearing at her flesh
To force their way within her (womb)
Although she screams in pain
No voice is heard
Throughout the house lies still
Throughout the house lies evil
Nightmares from beyond
Care no less for sin

Fourteen years of age
Inside her doors fly open
Her adolescent sexuality
Brings hexual insanity
No use to fight them off
Let them have their way with you
For what cannot be seen
Surely cannot be stopped
"but why" she cries
"Does this happen to me?"
A middle eye can see
The raping great brutality
Fist fucked from above
Fingering the blood that freely flows

We just want you to
Tear your mind in two
Show us what you are
We'll tear you apart

Fresh sliced flesh appears
With each word she hears
"Don't try to fight
Your mind will fall tonight."

The rampage almost over
Her splattered sex is torn
Although the dawn grows closer still
Her innocence is hung and drawn
Unto a canvas
Her blood is newer law
A Grieving further demons threat
to leave her nevermore
The firstborn rays of sunshine
Gleam brightly through the trees
As the last of the invaders
finishes and leaves
Her body slumped and crumbled
No shrink will ever delve
And all she'll here forevermore
Is the haunting chimes of twelve

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