That night I dreamed, like any other human would.

Many dreams stroking my eyes as they came and went.

Though one stuck with me, like a song that’s constantly repeated.

At first it feeds your hunger for pain and blood. But, eventually, it feeds off you.

Off your soul.

It kills and illuminates life.

It is your demon seed.

Death regenerate

The promiscuous whores scaled the tainted alleys

Men lined up for their honey

Woman for their money

The sweet juices,

white and red

fill humans and their sick, twisted pleasure

Give me your perpetual honey

At once

Its Kills

It kills and illuminates life.

It is your demon acid.

Death regenerate.

The arid flesh is at once viscid with your sugar tainted nectar
It hits the body, it turns muculent

From which the orifice it pours from, flowing so smoothly,

Over me

It kills

It kills and illuminates life.

It is your demon acid.

Death regenerate.

It frays the edges of life.

Life rejuvenate, life illuminate

It is your demon acid.

It is your demon seed.

Death deadborn.

Death reborn.

Death kill

Death sacrifice

Death suidice

Death black

What else did you expect…

From me