Lust for the Dead

And yet you fight to sway my blade; to keep your life you strive.
But you will do no good for me while you are still alive.
So in a flash your throat is slit; your blood is dripping down.
I watch your gags, the blood you spit while thrashing all around.

You grasp your throat, but still you choke, and blood is all you see.
You're acting like a slaughtered pig thrown down in front of me.
And finally your choking stops; mere silence takes its place.
You're slumped into a little pile, fear strewn along your face.

I've brought you past the bridge of life; you are now in my world.
I want to show you all my love, my precious little girl.
Now calm your soul; you look so scared, yet now you don't oppose.
I kiss your lips, i stroke your hair, I take off all your clothes.

So beautiful you are to me; I clean up all the blood.
I'm so aroused; I cannot wait; I drag you from the mud.
I spread your legs; I come inside; your flesh is getting cold.
Your skin so soft; your lips so tight; my lust I cannot hold.

I thrust with greed; I thrust with rage; you still look out in fear.
I close your eyes, I kiss your cheek, I whisper in your ear.
I set you now on top of me; my hands caress your breasts.
I'm writhing here in ecstasy, your head upon my chest.

And finally my climax comes; I have fulfilled my need.
I hold you tight against my waist and give you all my seed.
But you should have no need for it as you will soon decay,
So now I bury you with love, and calmly walk away.