Jezebel in her easy chair
To keep her suitors at bay;
Kiss and telekinesis wherever
Insistent fists offer to pay.
Her heart is a sickle cell,
She thinks that love is a social disease
A nightmare here and a wet dream there,
A cold sweat still insists there was heat.
On her knees for capricious prayer,
Prone to receive the communion she craves;
Relinquished eaves of her own despair,
Spectral acquaintance agrees to obey.
Angel wings in the Frigidaire
To never use them in vane;
Allegiance weakens but she's prepared
To drink the blood of the one she's profaned.
She's a
Soul Seizer.
She's a
Soul Seizer.
She's a
Soul Seizer.
She's a
Soul Seizer.
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