Tentacles Of Whorror (revel The Tyrant)

Hovering just above blind earth

To join with her mist

Some never never embrace

Reach and grasp this frost bitten heart

Stench and smoke bellow from under

Dispersed in dark womb of night

This gleaming harlot reflects the magician

And the child's horns mirror hers

Longing to travel with she

Skinless and away

Head thrown back in defiance

Belly thrust forward

Grotesque

A vagina full of feverish visions

And the foud fiend peers from behind her eyes

A WHORE