Ashtoreth preys
On unwary beings
Using her sly wit
And beguiling smile
She twists and dances around
Burning her figure
Into the soul's retina
She's all thoughts
And hallucinations
That they all think were meant to be
They'll fall in love with lust
Then despair
When they find themselves seduced
And forgotten
Amongst the ochre smoke
Embedded and immobilized
In Hell they are in
They fail to find
Dante's secret door
Deeper they wander
Not quite dead
Nor blessed with living
Ashtoreth has given
The sweet ambrosial water
From the gods
And there in Hell they'll stay
Immortal
Surviving by serving
Sin's brother
Aug 15, 2013
Aug 15, 2013 at 11:07 PM UTC
Ashtoreth preys
On unwary beings
Using her sly wit
And beguiling smile
She twists and dances around
Burning her figure
Into the soul's retina
She's all thoughts
And hallucinations
That they all think were meant to be
They'll fall in love with lust
Then despair
When they find themselves seduced
And forgotten
Amongst the ochre smoke
Embedded and immobilized
In Hell they are in
They fail to find
Dante's secret door
Deeper they wander
Not quite dead
Nor blessed with living
Ashtoreth has given
The sweet ambrosial water
From the gods
And there in Hell they'll stay
Immortal
Surviving by serving
Sin's brother
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