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Succubus

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SUCCUBUS

Ink and lust with fiendish trust,
lips ashen with peculiar dust.

Her body moves throughout the night,
desire so strong, that it should fright.

That girl is a demon,
She'll devour your soul.

Her emerald eyes burn with want,
perfect legs she strides in taunt.

Vibrant hair and enchanting lips,
crimson nails and calling hips.

That girl is a demon,
She'll devour your soul.
She'll give you her body,
at a terrinle toll.

She's going to plunge you down to the Pits of Flame,
morph into a mindless slave without your name.
The lies that spread of sinners rule below you'll see
vicious tricks so the minions of Hell can be.

She's in your bed,
she's in your head.

She's kissed your skin,
she'll let you in.

She moans for you,
her words feel true.

She feeds off lust,
she twists your trust.

Pleasure.
It pulses through your entire body,
one last night of immeasurable, incomparable joy.

Torture.
It pierces every fiber of your being,
now, forever, you're her little Damned toy.

That girl is a demon. . .
" 'He rubbed her shoulders sensually,' what the Hell is that? That isn't sexy. You can't do somebody in the shoulder!"