Treasure Island

Pagan Wolf

(November 1966 / United Kingdom)

Mistress Poison


A poison runs throughout these veins
she has taken of my all
no part of me cannot escape
the urge from when she calls

Tingling fingers, second sight
knowing she must feed
I cannot take my leave of her
and her carnal needs

i cannot ever rid myself
of the toxin that she gave
infected now, no antidote
i am a loyal slave

Mistress poisons' vampyric kiss
is death to some not all
many people shy away
I answer to her call

A loyal slave to my dark queen
my throat taken when'er she needs
and drinks upon a blood red wine
she fulfils my destiny


) O(

Submitted: Sunday, February 08, 2009

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