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I am a mere thrall of my desire,
my skin burns, my flesh vibrates,
as I am scourged, willingly grasping my pillory,
my lictor grins, he, spawned from Nyx and Erebus.
I am hexed, bound to delight,
All self control has been lost, my will is only one,
my hands seek only to appease my addiction,
I cannot stop, I don't wish to.
My skin is cold, craving for yours,
my bones shake ever so violently, in excruciating pain,
I am but an object of scorn, unworthy of pleasure,
my flesh is restless, my head is on fire.
As the satyr I am, my nails tear through the flesh,
with great strenght, I violate, the craving I must satiate.
The soft texture of her warm flesh,
my clutchings cannot escape,
her legs extend and wrap as she tries to wrest,
is of no use as in trance I penetrate.
Screams of passion flood the air,
dopamine rushes through my veins,
raptured soul abandons my body in despair,
I am ascended, disociated.
Once again, I am underwhelmed,
lonely, victim of derision,
my being yearns for eucharisty,
the eternal hunt goes on, this lust will never go.

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from Noche de la carne podrida: Ritual de Saturno, released December 21, 2020

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