She lies in bed alone
asking for more
slumber takes its place.
In her dreams she sees the seducer
she’s seen once before,
This time she feels a tingle.
Oh she cannot let go for his touch is
strong but sweet ,
He whispers her name and brings her alive.
running his cold fingers over her well shaped breasts,
Deep inside her feeling like claws
yet this makes her want more.
I am Darkness and I see what’s inside your dirty heart, woman
I’ll take you once more
So far inside her , she begs for more.
She gasps for air as he murmurs
I’ve come to take you as you are
I am the Darkness and I have collected your soul.
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