Truth Behind Dark Romantics

Truth Behind Dark Romantics

 

I can't help the fact that my lust becomes something else.

I can't stop the enjoyment of blood upon flesh.

I love the feel of your fearing heartbeat.

I love to feel your pulse just leap.

            I know you're scared darling,

            And I know I should have told you that I was such a masochist.

            But you're body was the one I could not miss.

            Please forgive this beast.

 

He lives deep inside of me.

He's never pleased until even if he feeds.

Darling bloodlust on the contrary.

This is not ordinary.

Well I'm more than happy to admit that this is me.

But you'll never get a grip on reality, if I can't stop taking the blood from your wrist.

And letting you bite my lip with every single kiss!

            I know you're scared.

            But together we can eliminate my evil.

            Perhaps it's just my instincts.

            Yes, that's what i'll blame it on.

            Once upon...

            The end.

 

                        You know by the end of our session.

            Your climaxing as your body is vexing.

                        Arching your back in the sweetest ways.

            I've sent you into a daze.

                        I don't know why I do this.

            I feel like I have control.

                        I've learned to accept my fetish.

            It's one that I would not wish.

            But it fluently explains why I am a philosopher.