Torn

Tear me from my iron clad suit with claws of death,

from saddle I tumble to ground where I rest.

Tear open my chest and bathe in a crimson pool,

smear it to your lips as you cackle the word fool.

humm your tune and dizzy my head,

your ravenous cunt drools to be fed.

I hear the thud of my heart begin to slow,

Your tongue flicks, your body rocks in ecstasy,

hatred swells for what you have done to me.

dagger in hand I have the strength left to end you,

but your song is so sweet and I'm just another knight,

Just another knight for your cunt to feed on tonight.