Gord

2014-05-16 12:00 am

I screw up, just before the exit,
Re-schedule my days upon lighting torches,
Renewing an old love for delightful corpses.
See to it that the girl is pleasur'd.

No golden god summoned will even touch her,
No other lover to serve under,
I sure shit the bed on this one.
Previewing future proves absolute doom.
My wife loves the taste of blood, 
I spend my life providing it to her.