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Cthulhu's Dawn
Shatter the lock of the holding pen,
An eternity of slumber forgotten,
For the taste of blood, reborn!
Lovecraft sending out the minion,
To refill the chalice, the point of over-flow,
Gluttony consumes the Goddess's soul,
The occult realm in a spin of peril,
Sacrificing those felt worthy,
A hunger for souls and blood,
Filling her through to orgasmic delight,
Like a rush of cum on ecstasy,
Life desensitized with a lust for violence,
Marked with the birthmark of cinders,
For chosen digestion and secretion,
The vampiric addiction,
Fulfilling the taste of remorse,
Hollowed and conformed,
Unwilling to break their road,
Consumption and gorging,
To rekindle the drive of sex,
A blood-bath of desire and erotic pleasure,
The meshing of skin and leather,
Grinding and groping,
Fondling and licking,
A match made in hell,
An orgy of death and undead,
A makeshift of whispers and moans,
The cradle of creation in which they have laid,
Her skin formed of silk,
The hair she bared ran black,
Her lustful eyes grew to become green,
As her lust filled, ruby wine lips enticed,
Teasing and foreplay,
The mouth of man's yearning,
Her teeth resting upon the nape of his neck,
With thrusting and heaving she began to bite,
A mix of cum and blood,
The auxiliary ambition,
Another sexual must,
Dawning Cthulhu,
To lead in the horde,
A choice of tasty delights,
To appease his Lord,
Her creature to further persuade,
To lead on in false promise,
By force and lies he manipulates his puppets,
The follow with lucid eyes,
To see the creature of all their desire,
A frenzy to be first in line,
Embracement and sexual hunger for more,
The taste and scent of her cunt,
Her honey ran thick as nectar,
Entrancing them into her,
A Venus mantrap,
Her appetite wetted,
Their flesh and fluids,
Filling her within and out,
As the Praying Mantis eats its mate,
Later for her snack these few will fall victim,
Shatter the lock of the holding pen,
An eternity of slumber forgotten,
For the taste of blood, reborn!
Lovecraft sending out the minion,
To refill the chalice, the point of over-flow,
Gluttony consumes the Goddess's soul.
