I lay at the view of the globe
While the hyenas circle in a frenzy of daunting laughter
I hear the lion's roar off in the distance
They enticingly gather in a scheme of bedlam
Noises fill the darkness of an empty void
Eyes provoking fear
One by one they draw near
Their blinding sight not knowing what's clear
Her female phallus hung like the pathetically futile throphy it is
Fruitlessly engorged with rage
Cruel anger fetters her ancient grunt
As they swarm my naked body with the intent to ****
Their only survival is for the scent of thrill
Every demon needs their fill
Like ghosts in the night they haunt your waking dreams
Till there's nothing left of you but skull and bones
Aug 24, 2014
Aug 24, 2014 at 2:27 PM UTC
I lay at the view of the globe
While the hyenas circle in a frenzy of daunting laughter
I hear the lion's roar off in the distance
They enticingly gather in a scheme of bedlam
Noises fill the darkness of an empty void
Eyes provoking fear
One by one they draw near
Their blinding sight not knowing what's clear
Her female phallus hung like the pathetically futile throphy it is
Fruitlessly engorged with rage
Cruel anger fetters her ancient grunt
As they swarm my naked body with the intent to ****
Their only survival is for the scent of thrill
Every demon needs their fill
Like ghosts in the night they haunt your waking dreams
Till there's nothing left of you but skull and bones
