The Beauty of the Demon

Spit in my face, goddess of my oblivion, you are the law, you are my God.Man rules only dust and boast, but dies a slave inside your boast,Mistress of time, blood, and seed.Spit on my pride, priestess of nothing, my body is your altar, filthy and consenting.Man thinks he's king, but it's just a mistake, a broken toy under your splendor.Use me, break me, I am a simple slave, in your gall the man I was drowns.You decide life, you decide death, you are the key, you are my fate.My blood is your ink. Write my end. Now.