Your preliminary showcase of a desire unfold
your extensions wanton are secrets of the cold
in the alley of your soul
a solace unspoken
i will place my shackles at your feet
and my heart as a greet
your canibalistic mayhem
my naive surrender
i have replaced the monster amonst the demons
lusting your breath
in an animalistic disarray
behold my queen
it is my turn to feed
feed the black to a further abyss
your laughter is all my needs