Nailed to the holy cross
A crave for lust which had to be supressed
Like an orgasmic eruption
I scream out loud
Suffering is inevitable
Pain is optional
Terminate my soul from this struggle
Grant me liberty, let me cease to exit
Numbness slowly plugging my body
My notions filled with ghastly screams
Each lick of your tongue
Convincing the hunger
Suffocating my body
And as silent as the grave
Between the heat and fire
You came inside me
And then walked away licking from each finger the stains of my bloody soul.
