Asmodeus’ Desire
Under The Floorboards / 7DS
There’s a pressure between your thighs.
A pulsating, primal beat.
It builds and flows till all else subsides,
filling every nerve with heat.
Flesh on flesh, the heat makes you sweat.
Silken skin smooth and hot.
The rolling thrusts, drenched and wet,
giving it everything you’ve got.
You’ve forgotten how beautiful this all really is–
how you can be lost in the moments when the peak arrives.
You’ve forgotten how it flows, bursts, and explodes,
and how every muscle and nerve ending thrives.
Someone’s waiting at home for you.
They’ll just have to wait.
It doesn’t matter now what you do.
You’ve gone too far. It’s growing late.
It all started so innocently.
You just wanted to feel again.
Convinced yourself so completely
that pleasure could never be a sin.
Sneaking out while they wait alone,
leaving the one you loved to sleep without you.
A different partner, far from home.
You rationalized everything you do.
Lying, cheating, denying your heart.
Laying down with the swine.
You never think about it before you start,
but now I claim you as one of mine.
Do you like the feel of a hand slapped across your ass?
Did you love the cracking of a playful whip?
Playtime’s over. The fun won’t last
when your flesh begins to rip.
I’ll tear you apart. I will make you beg.
You’ll scream in the pain I provide.
While the fires char between your legs,
I’ll say it’s one hell of a ride.
You had your taste of heaven
and you gave away the chance.
Now hell will have its season
and dine inside your pants.
I’ve forgotten how fun this all really is–
how I can make you suffer and still worship me.
I’ve forgotten the pleasure, the pain, annihilation.
Consumed the hunger of hell’s fire.
Let yourself fall into my trance
and give in to my deepest desire.