A New High

Seventh Gate

Sweet dreams of infanticide whisper softly tonight
Cold shudder
Muddy brown water
Whisper softly tonight
In that pale moonlight
Flying 
Masterbating 
I found a new high tonight
Flying 
Masterbating 
I found a new high tonight
Soft as velvet I slip in her
Ice cold lips engulf my prick
Yet she she speaks so softly to me
In that pale moonlight
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