MISTRESS OF EVIL

Beneath her tombstone, silent, still
My mistress waits with time to kill,
For with the night shall come rebirth
Her corpse will rise from 'neath the earth.
As she returns from Hades' door
Her beauty shall shine out once more,
All trace of Death shall melt away
She'll stand untouched by His decay.

My mistress was the great duke's wife
He gave to her the best of life,
Yet love and wealth, all this she spurned
To baser lusts her cravings turned.
Alas she ever needed more
Committing acts all gods abhor,
Until at last she paid the cost
Humanity forever lost.

Thus she died in vile despair
And passed into the Devil's care,
But guided by His own foul hand
She'll move once more throughout the land.
Her soul she gave to live again
To lie once more with mortal men,
To reap their souls for her new lord
And add them to His growing hoard.

Now the time is drawing near
I stand and watch with growing fear,
With sudden noise her tombstone breaks,
From death to life my mistress wakes.
In naked glory she stands tall
As to her side I baseless crawl,
I serve her now, I always will
An evil mistress, but mistress still.

She drops before me, legs spread wide
Inviting me to come inside,
I enter in, then catch my breath
For in her eyes I see my death.
Her hands like claws tear me apart
I feel them tighten 'round my heart,
Within her still I lose control
My seed is spent, so too my soul.

No more my mistress will I serve
I've found the hell my sins deserve,
Despite the torments waiting there
I offer no repentant prayer,
No absolution will I seek
No plea for mercy will I speak,
To serve my mistress was my will
An evil mistress, but mistress still.

COPYRIGHT D M PAMMENT 2009