In the wild realms unseen to the eye,
There dwells wicked malevolent beings,
Bodiless aliens with desires of the flesh.
Like the nephilim of old who took wives,
Siring mortal children from demonic seed,
They visit sleeping humans in dreams.
Pouring abyssal filth to the unprotected,
Incubi and succubi are their names,
Defiling and perverting are their games.
They'll make you hate your mortal spouse,
Fanning small quarrels to pandemoniums,
And as you boil, they shriek in demonic joy;
As you rush to the courts to seek divorce.
They're desperate: to own your spouse alone,
Fast, bind and fight lest you lose and die early,
From prostate bites and womb poisoning,
As they fight to own your mortal flesh,
And fatally contend with your earthly mate.
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