La Grande Mascarade
All decency forgotten A rotten purpose Devious architect Deceitful nature I cannot fathom all that's passed Serpent of depravity Reveal the darkness within Unholy, affected a siren's song that never ends Deranged, insane, Machiavellian deceit Festering, addicted, la grande mascarade revealed Unholy, wretched, psychological tyranny Oh serpentine luscious Medusa Abominable temptress so profound and deep A new age of corruption, maniacally depraved So odious, so foul Of misery, I am an architect Serpent of depravity Skewed utopia, demented hysteria Serpent of depravity Deform all that stands for me Spoilt, rotten forever Misanthrope, cut me up, spit me out Till there's merely an artefact Reveal the darkness in me Oh serpentine luscious Medusa Abominable temptress so profound and deep A new age of corruption, maniacally depraved So odious, so foul Of misery, I am an architect Nothing but a demoniacal intrusion Slithering its way through a myriad of illusions Misery lives and knows no rest A lover to some, a psychological tempest Nothing but a demoniacal intrusion Slithering its way through a myriad of illusions We will all die alone A bitter pill, swallow it whole Watch it unfold Serpent of depravity A rotten purpose Devious architect Deceitful nature I cannot fathom all that's passed Serpent of depravity Feed my misanthropy Serpent of depravity Unleash the hatred within
Submitted by Grave666 — Mar 25, 2026
Welcome to my ceremony Malformed, destroyed, rotten, spoilt Enter my daily desecration A putrid pile of contamination Dead meat, a luscious feast Worship, adore, rotten, spoilt A lover at best, with great cum-passion for giving head Oh, sweet fragrance of the dead A sacrilege at last, an altar of decaying flesh Sanguine cavity bereft Enter my daily excoriation A relationship with acrimony Dead meat, a rotting heap Welcome to my ceremony of habitual rape Funereal malediction A bless, a curse, a bitter temptation A malodorous feast of gangrene and viscera Pushing my meat pole in a sweet rotting hole Funereal malediction Gangrene and pus adorn my cock Thriving my thrust and erection Funereal malediction A lover at best, with great cum-passion for giving head Oh, sweet fragrance of the dead Cadaver love Bathing in grime, an organic sewer Cadaver love Purulent yet vital for my survival Cadaver love The intoxicating stench of the dead Cadaver to Viscera and bile lubricating my smile With great amusement I dwell with the dead The scent of dead meat a breath of fresh air Intoxicated by caskets and the love-cicles within I am the purest cardinal sin
Submitted by Grave666 — Mar 25, 2026