Alcoholic Blasphemy

Wyster

He melts like alcohol in my tongue

Feels like I knew him all along

A fever dream, like an oasis

He's the devil of my sleep paralysis

 

I drink his lust like it's hot wine

He always knows how to put me in line

He possesses my hands and leads me to sin

I can't be a saint like I always have been

 

Away from the church, but still on my knees

One sip of his grace and my conversion is complete

He looks just like a god, but he won't forgive me

He's the type to make me beg if I want to be released

 

By my collar, I'm lead to hell

Down to eternal damnation

But he knows my body way too well

I could never resist to his temptation

 

Never thought I'd pray one day

To be possessed by this demon

My faith is now devoted to him

I guess I've changed my religion.

  • Author: Wyster (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 6th, 2023 09:11
  • Category: Erotic
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    Shal the companions make a banquet of him? shall they part him among the merchants?



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