Holy Sensuality

In the pale moonlight so pure Your glistening skin becomes my life In the delicate silence of the night Your decadence emanates from you Now all I need is to feel your husk in my hands Stepping lightly I can taste your essence on my tongue Your beauty ensnares the senses and the flesh I'll take it all, I can't stand not having you to myself In the pale moonlight so wretched I'll tail you to your place of worship Your habit dances smoothly down your shoulders My habit, borne of flesh The voice of god breaks through her teeth and deafens me Blinded by the sight of her holy sensuality She asks if I need help and I responded With my hands, I met her throat (Her throat) Done with the kill Gotten my fill Of blood and flesh, It must've been gods will It's flesh is my communion And I sinfully savor it It's blood makes up my wine And sustains my gluttony Precious nun, it feeds its masses But it's mass will feed me The warmth of blood flows through her skin and flows to me The copper taste pervades the air as she leaks How they will mourn her is I rend her piece by piece If god is real, then tonight he weeps over meat Over me In the pale moonlight so pure Your decadent meat becomes my meal