
Novelty Crosses
by The Black Dahlia Murder· from Miasma
Eyes of perfect ivory match the sweetest lengths of your neck. I am but astain to such holy fabrics. Darwin's proposals bouncing back from colored glass serpents will guide me to your hull slither between the pews of pearl
I walk a path of purity and temporary grace whatever it may take to drink and eat of you til slaked to run a gloveless finger up curvaceous trembling leg we musn't wait for the fruits of tragedy we'll taste
I'll be Adam you'll be Eve we'll fuck and so create I'm being stranged by his statue. If only his cold eyes could weep for these things that should not be father I've been sinning. I've pulled a fast one the perfect sleight of fate. Goddamn girl like an hourglass. I'll invert you the higher powers shuddering at what you have become the laws of science abandoned thrust into purgatory mary you've never looked so tender. I will you statues here to take a breath of life and look upon her virgin skin raised in anticipation the dark has won my darkness has won again what is truth. I cannot yet discern kneeling in a hope of reprimand this father's love shall not within me flow. I've fallen to my knees in hollow prayer how original a sin we'll fuck and so create
And burn this planet in our wake. I'm being strangled by his statue, if only his cold eyes could weep for these things that should not be father I've been sinning, I've pulled a fast one. The Perfect sleight of fate. Goddamn girl like an hourglass. I'll invert you the only heaven I shall know is heaving neath the buttons of your blouse we'll be immortal a most blessed union of lust. The flames of hell shall lick our coattails as we feast of infinities bust.