Bleeding Hearts - Abramelin

Why don’t you lay down my darling?

You look as if you’re at wits end

Sip this, I made it especially, my decomposing friend

Oh how your eyes respond fondly, as your larynx dissolves apart

Vapour emits from your delicate mouth as my loving potion burns out your heart

Kiss me now, you know where I love it

It doesn’t matter if you bite

For I extracted all your teeth to stop you putting up a fight

Playing hard to get, I said, was useless from the start

Now as you lay, still as a slut

With your long legs torn apart

Playing hard to get, I said, will lead to nothing but strife

But you changed your mind so quickly as you sat upon my knife

I love your sweet cold fingers

They love to dangle and play

Don’t fret, you didn’t really need them

So I devoured them as an entree

I hate what you’ve done with your hair!

Give it another trim, me thinks!

Take it off at the neck-line and put in a blood-red rinse

'Cause playing hard to get my love was a useless game to play

You knew you really wanted me

Oh your skin’s so soft to flay