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Harsh, The Tempest

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Harsh, the tempest storm,
Howling silently screaming.
Nomads of doom, eternal life, 
Vagabonds croon,
Psalms of the vampire. 

In sequester, brewing lust,
Copulations of quest we seek
As the cauldron simmers.
Fornicators of the catacombs,
Thrusting out cocks.

Carnal caravel, gilded coven,
Swaying upon the bluing moon,
Conjugating flesh.
Beneath shadows of thyme, 
Feminine sparrows for our nest.

Vagabonds roam, still of night, 
Verses of curses we spite.
On dripping of the cum,
Initiation's tune, 
Bequeathing awakenings. 

Thirsting, we digest elixirs, 
Wine of the oasis bleak.
Sipping at the slit 
And lactation of the tit, 
Emancipation's immortality.

On dais of the rising cunt,
Mounted we fuck,
Howling silently, screaming.
Nomads of doom, eternal life,
Psalms of the vampire.

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