Azathoth In Darkest Dreams
In Darkest Dreams
Succubus, with eyes agleam
Please come for me in darkest dreams
I worship thee, my demon queen
Goddess of all deeds unclean
Thy celestial body eclipsing mine
Like occultation when spheres align
Wrists kissed with razor lips divine
Drink of mine like wine sipped from a brimming chalice
Like semen dripped from a demon’s phallus
In purest pleasure—ecstasy
Unfurl thy limbs—Envelop me
Captivated by thy immortal beauty
Eternal darkness engulfs me
Succubus, be unto me
Please come for me, nocturnally
That I may be as one with thee
In the embrace of eternity
Thus spake the Devil’s concubine:
“My soul is damned, but my heart is thine”
Like serpents slithering hither and thither
Our spines entwined that night divine
Beneath a veil of pale moonlight
I pulled her close, pulled her unclothed
A masterpiece unsheathed
Her body was a work of art
A flawless sculpture betwixt my sheets
She quivered and quaked like a woman possessed
Exorcised naked ‘neath my ardent caress
We embraced like rotting lovers
Molesting one another six feet under
Serenaded by the crack of distant thunder
A lithe lycanthrope at my freely offered throat
She feasted flesh asunder to appease her beastly hunger
Parting arteries like red seas
Like autumnal leaves from trembling trees
She, with legs spread like disease
Sang arias on hands and knees
Crimson ribbons cascaded palisades of flesh
Painting scarlet portraits on tortured canvas
Whilst the moon in full bloom cast its lunar caress
Upon her sculpturesque, glistening breasts
Like a brush upon the canvas
The preying of the mantis
As scavengers in ravenous rapture
We devoured red showers of pleasure
Together forever in vampiric lust
In a netherworld of never-surrendering dusk
Consumed like doomed Prometheus
Enwombed in a tenebrous Tartarus
Descending into the yawning abyss
A churning maelstrom of madness
Pain and pleasure, in equal measure
With passion, we kiss in deathless bliss