A woman does her job but with a fiery and unforgiving hand.
Poisonous as the snake, she squeezes me to near unconsciousness.
But I will still kick like the bull.
Eyes of allure to some, she is the Ice Princess – cold and methodical.
With a winter stare and auburn hair, the Crown’s cold bitch
Deals in blood and plays for keeps.

But I am the Dragon Slayer wielding the sword of fire and flames.
Behold the end as you shall perish by my name.
I slice through the ice as I cut off the hair of the cunt.
I shall steal the words from your mouth as blood runs from the tongue.
When I open the earth you lay, bowels spread at length.
Your breast cut clean, death lingers from the snake.