The kiss of death
Press your lips
Pucker up
You're all wet
Your charcoal eyes
And silhouette
Cast the shadows
Under evils breath
I see you out there
So passionate
Sliding your fingernails
Across several men
The kiss of death
Invites intimate
Souls for buying
Pornographics
Press your lips
Against the blackest lips
Sink those fangs
In the barest neck
Death kisses
And dark mistresses
Have your ***
Plenty of fish
To trap your nets
Kiss of death
Sink the deepest depth
Bury that tongue
In the tar pits
Pucker up
Boy
To the darkness
Pressed
You're a man now

Dead