I will kill your gods and eat your soul
Devour the essence of your being
And leave nothing left for the rats to feast
Nothing can touch you
No one can touch you
For everything you are now is a husk of what you once were
And a husk of what you gave me
Bleed for me
I want you to cry for me.
Every drop,
And every inch,
And every scar I leave in your skin,
I want it engraved into your memory of me.
Make every touch burn like ice,
And every breath out of your lips be a harmony to your pleasure.
Be a slave to my pain
And the whore of Babylon I want you to be.
Because at the end of it all,
I will leave you nothing but a puddle of tears and pleasure.