Her wounds are leaking putrid mess
Beautiful dress is torn to pieces
She smiles showing all her fangs
The filthy teeth like those of sharks
This sawtooth grin is horror enducing
I remember touching her naked breasts
Squeeazing and pulling
Her moans of enjoyment echoed
Overlapping the rustle of leaves and the gritting of trees
I fell in love with the worst of the whores
And for the rest of my days
Haunted I am by the past memories
Sins that consumed and my weakness before lust
Lust, rotten desire for coition gulping me down
Lust, I will erase it from my bygone history
Now, slaughter the witch
Slaughter the fucking witch