too long has She slept
kept tightly concealed in Her crypt,
as hell's bells ring aloud
crashing these pillars of sound,
the darkness seeps from Her coffin
blackening the world out of sight,
allowing sin to take hold
as the light goes dim for humanity,
awoken from dreams of days long gone
days of endless worship and prayers,
alone as she stirs
gathering her thoughts of conscious desires,
the bell tolls midnight
as she travels from her domain,
Her hunger for flesh
and erotic sensations
She seeks to claim,
for the day She was ended
upon those blood-soaked guillotines,
an innocent creature
a Goddess of beauty,
for the devil showed through Her eyes
with cravings of sacred skin,
an unholy love and embracement
the bishop's companionship She sought,
love unbridled and un-forgiven
placed inside death's palm,
beaten and raped by those who condemned
separated from her true lust,
never to rest in peace
and never to be pardoned,
she walks the Earth
to find another mate to coax,
for pleasure and sustenance
this succubus must seek Her prey,
tantalizing and mesmerizing Her tasty treat
luring Him back to Her haven,
nothing but a shell remains
after the pleasure of sex and drink,
She goes back to her slumber
to return another day.