“Put me in the motorcade, Put me in the death parade, Dress me up and take me, Dress me up and make me.”
-marilyn manson, a place in the dirt

Take me, dreaming as I lay here.

mouth wide open

eyes wide shut.

Wonder: what it is you see

with this fücked up bastard

screaming from within.

Hate-filled tears falling down my cheeks

quenching me

healing these lips, starved of your kiss.

Creep out of your shell,

but take heed:

I do tend to bite.

These teeth are sharpened

and well-aimed

at piercing the innocent’s skin.

So enticing,

so inviting,

licking lips, oh

so tastey.

you not try to hide

from me, when all I want

if for you to take me,

dont let me hiss between these false teeth.

Take me, Tame me, and make me purr,
this Lioness can roar.
These teeth, so sharp,

can’t bite any more than they

know how to cry out to you

^{in pleasure.}