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Melting in the
Beloved Succubus I lick your lips in fever

Pandora
Your hot flesh sucks on mine as I flow into thee

My in red
In lust our souls ablaze scream the winds of hell

My high priestess of
in the seed of doom you spread

You - my blessed grim
Writhing in you brute
You - you breathe
I taste kiss of pestilence

Pandora - countess of plague and fevers
darken my eyes
Dripping on you breast
You my flesh
Greying, by your touch, my body wreck
grasp
My flesh is stricken, run across my skin

I face my death, my fading life
And ride my fevery soul through thunderstorms in depths

You - you're the flesh
I - I face my death