Counterparts I hear vile whispers Conjured from the lips of she who is damned Vampire, desire Her somber words are like a blight on the land Pale lover, I suffer Like a fly in a spider's web Shallow cries, night skies Open up causing stars to ebb I felt her cool breath upon my twisted neck With her frail hands on my skin, We indulged in wicked sex Annoyed with sickly joy, A chill had gripped my spine DeSade said I should worship pain And happily make it mine She is the other part of me I placed a dagger in her hands As she strapped me to a rack She took the blade and with sexual fever, Cut and carved my back She unbound my arms and kissed me once, My pale vampiric whore She spread her legs as if to the devil, To slide her cunt onto daggers and swords She is the other part of me From a darker reality Here we lay on the floor Sprawled about in our own blood Distortion, abortion Abomination in the eyes of God True lover, no other My flame burns warm for you Please have me, please hurt me We can keep our scars out of public view