Sway's blog: "Po'hate'ry"

All she ever wanted Was the one that would love her All she ever got were The ones that loved to want her She became their secret fantasy Their midnight snacking call Craving to hear her scream moans As their name echoed down her hall "Come for me my darling" Are the words that she would say Little pawns across the board The only game she knew how to play It was not the role she auditioned for The leading act, star nymphomaniac But she played the part so well A natural, aphrodisiac Like a siren on the rocks Singing to her prey She lured her victims in With songs of their dismay She licks her fingers victoriously Tasting her latest bedpost notch As the remains of their sanity Drip from her swollen crotch She didnt intend to be this way Planning and plotting her next ploy But every time she opened her nitestand drawer She changed the name of her toy She gives them what they want But takes away so much more Evolving from her impressioned persona Into her own nymphomatic whore As the night fades into light And she is greeted with tomorrow She is comforted by her tears of joy Witnessing their tears of pain and sorrow Her smile is tainted with their defeat As her scream moans escape from between the bars Left chained to the wall of deceit Head hung high above the scars Bearing her down they try to enter her soul As whispered poison oozes from her lips She rides the remains of their sanity Relentlessly grinding her hips She pushes them off her cum soaked body She was never theirs to take They were not aware that to own her They would be the ones to break Their cum filled minds are her trophy As their gasping breath is praise to her ears She tried to want them, tried to need them But She couldnt get past their fears She guides her finger to the root of her evil And fucks them out of her mind Replacing their memory with one of her own And leaving them behind Cocking her head back her lips part to grin She arches her back laughing in a daze As the ones that loved to want her Were the ones she loved to raze

Cryptic visions of a tortured past Cascade his mind, revalations that last Haunting screams between his ears enveloping his existance, fading his fears The gates of hell have whispered his name And he returns his reply in open flame And from the ground the Devil doth rise Spinning his web of deceit and lies Hand in hand they walk to a grave The resting place he desperately craves A single tear escapes his dying soul Gliding from his face into the fresh dug hole A black moon fades into the crimson sky As his dark cloud begins to cry Exhaling a breath of dust escaping past his lips gazing his eyes upon the temple of crumbling crypts It is not fear he feels inside As the ground swallows him burying him alive No longer will his lonely soul endlessly roam For the Prodical Son has finally come home

Effervescent visions scatter through the crimson rain Cryptic drops of liquid annihilation descend from the skies Conquering the last stream of sanity flowing in their veins Utter obliteration of their craven souls contributing to their own demise Lanquid tones of "whore"ifying enigmatic screams Echo in the halls of destruction and raze Emerging from the depths of imposing vivacious dreams Arousing from this somnolent state, perplexed in a daze Intrepid exterior vanquishes their vanishing minds corrupting their scrambled visions of a former existance Panic Surges across pale faces, fearing what easily was left behind Collapsing at the feet of contradiction without resistance Animated jestures amplify their confusion As valiant compositions saturate their heads Swallowing their sanity into fading disillusion Prevailing laughter escapes past his lips as his head hangs off the bed One more morbid kiss ensuring their sober fate Capturing the remains of their evaporating pride Scorching them with their own loneliness and hate Till they crawl back into the shadow of the forgotten to hide

she closed her eyes too soon and the black sun cast shadows upon the moon she whispered to the angels who ignored her plea as her soul sailed upon the darkened sea the shadowy sky weeps rain that drowns her tears as the frozen night wind envelopes her fears and upon her grave a rose does lie with colors grey left to wilt and die who will hear her morbid lulliby as she whispers the curse of goodbye intoxicated demons feast upon her dreams as her guardian angels turn their back from her screams her pain is burried where it cannot be found as her sorrow sinks deeper into the cold ground her only existance fades into dust as she's lured away by the devils lust in his trance she follows his lead taken away where her lonely soul can bleed who will hear her morbid lulliby as she whispers the curse of goodbye whispered from the lips of the lost she has sacrificed it all to pay the cost with broken dreams and a broken heart she's exposed herself to be torn apart the heavens above have forgotten her name as she dies in her sin and lives in her shame her dreams are suicide from her bitter core where her soul is lost and is no more now who will hear her morbid lulliby as she whispers from her grave, the curse of goodbye