Saint Or Sinner

 

Kissed by thousand lips

I engulfed myself into the pleasures of the flesh.

Touched by thousand hands

I am set on fire even by the slightest osculation.

Buried under the countless bodies I have had

Awakened my femme fatale -

Like a modern witch of the Satisfaction Coven,

Proven to be evil when necessary, even deadly at times - 

Killing souls with a gentle looks, soft kisses

Making you forget the ugliness of the simple life.

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Oh I am so tired of the boring love songs

That every woman loves to listen to,

New way of keeping the deceit up.

Love will conquer all, does it though?

I want to hear those forbidden tunes of shameless joy

When the primal instincts are in tact

The raw attraction and impulses of playing with the one next to you

Is what really matters in the darkness of the night.

The time when all masks are down showing our true colors

And even if we are frown upon, we keep getting the sweetness

Of that gentle grab around the neck.

Who cares if it is for day or two, or even for a year?

We want to lose our minds in the game of two or even more,

Where nothing is forbidden, where everything is up to us.

Oh, let’s bring up those “filthy” fantasies – games outside the cardboard box,

Neatly hidden behind metal doors, shameful yet intriguing for those who cannot play free.

Why to cage ourselves in shining cages – society is what we are thought to uphold,

The general idea of what we should enjoy.

Oh, my endearing lady, come with me, just for one night.

Let me show you how life could taste – cherry and pineapple, strawberry and vanilla.

You choose, I obey like I have never done before.

Let me free you from the social prison, let me see you reborn.

In my hands I can mold you like no man has ever done before

And if someone tries to judge you send them to me.

I can teach and punish every man or woman, whatever is in demand

I see no difference as long as I get what I think is mine.

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Here you are afraid of what might happens, shaking from the thought of doing something bad

And yet you are so obedient, I like how I made you mine.

Semi-life

 

The life passes by without a single warning,

No fire alarms are set, no safety nets in case we fall

And with teary eyes we run into the silence.

And when it looks so hopeless and depressing

You gently took my hand.

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The soft kisses left the lips burning hot,

The tight hugs kept the body warm,

But the heart was frozen, just a simple nothing

Tired of the repeating cycle – empty like an endless void.

…

The words were turned into incoherent noises

Annoying to the ears semi-deaf.

No spark into the eyes so jaded,

They can still see but only silhouettes.

There is no color, there is no sound –

A life like silent movie, black-and-white.

…

Woken up in screams and panic,

Fear crawling like a monster from under the bed,

Another try to run and hide into the darkness...

Suddenly a tender grip around my hand shook me,

It took me by surprise until I finally realized

The nightmare is over and the one holding my hand is I!!

Monster In Disguise

 

Quiet night, empty streets,

Steps coming from behind…

Pounding heart – to run or to fight.

Breathless creature, let’s dance on the pavement…

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Under the moon light I transform into a beast

I crave the weakness in the eyes of my victim,

The sensation of the danger – can you catch me?

Faceless threat enclosing from the shadows,

The feeling of adrenaline is so intoxicating,

They scream in fear, can you blame them?

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I wasn’t born a monster but they made me -

A walking demon in the woman’s skin

Feeding of the male cries of pain.

They burn me at the stake of shame,

I still feel the flames gently touching my mortal skin.

In another life they drown me in the cold waters of the frigid winter lake,

They said I am curse for their village – the Devil’s seed.

In my third life they called me succubus reborn,

They tied me and stoned me in the middle of the city center  – I was just a child.

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Nine lives later, nine deaths and yet I am still here

The perfect weapon for destruction –

Every death and accusation turned me into powerful creature

Tasked with the elimination of the men who hurt women.

I am what they desire most and yet cannot get – reflection of their hidden fantasies

And when I have my fun I mirror their greatest fear - 

This is how I end them, my MO of choice.

The curses their ancestors put on me, their filthy accusations

Now became their worst nightmare -  no one can stop me.

The Devil’s daughter, Lilith reincarnate, 

Gorgon Medusa reborn, Nyx in modern days

I have so many names, chose one, it doesn't matter.

I live on the thin line between the human and the magical worlds,

Barely traceable - I am a walking myth.

I hide behind the dark corners looking for my new hunt.

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The curse of bearing all the pain of women’s hurt is heavy for the human soul

In such time of crisis a Monster like me is born to lift the dimness of the world.

I cannot die, just sleep silently for centuries until the tears of those in pain wake me

And shift all their dark feelings onto me.

Once I feel the ache crawling in my veins I am ready.

It's payback time!

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Quiet night, empty streets,

Steps coming from behind…

Pounding heart – to run or to fight.

Don’t rush it my sweet guy –

Andariel will take care of you, no need to hide.

I am your sweet desire, 

I am your special Monster in disguise.