She was born in the black veil of cinder,

Ready to swallow the land with her fiery womb,

Five thousand bodies dismembered, 

An impaled city riddled with grotesque slash wounds.

Princess Defloration, a dead bouquet

The behelit saw with shock and awe

'neath waning moons and orgasmic spray

A woven portal, beholding life and death

Ravenous greed for the whitened seed

That satisfied dear Charlotte's taste.

Pure violation from a withering bastard king

Benighted cunts who spat in the eyes of honor.

Ahh!

Reminisce I behold

For my tongue alone

Tasted her wet lips of a soul

Fornicated and reborn

My tongue dug deep to swallow

The hard spasm of her climax untold.

Tales told from the mouths of liars

Innocence have met the pyres

Crimson hath defiled the mire

Millions are kissed by fire.

Unison by fornication

Pushed forth by their desperation

Opposition faced decapitation

Their sole greatest motivation.

I was her victim of a rape but I uttered naught a scream

Thoughts of escape were naught but a lucid dream

From Princess Defloration, the dreadful grave

She sought fun and pleasure

From intercourse with timid slaves

An amalgamation of wicked games

Corrupted minds of varied kinds

Have traveled far to have a turn to play.

Zodiac my panorama

A slow twelve part soap opera

Chained or not she still sought pleasure

Inside her and out

Masked perverts saw the spectacle

For me they quietly prayed

My member alone couldn't slate

Her appetite of rape.

She slithers through nocturnal cracks

In sobriety, I pray you watch your back

Liberating heads of her weak-dicked partners

Humankind sexually attacked.

Her ambition is to fuck Pan

The bard in the hands of the shepherd god

But I only worship wine, a Dionysus

Of a licentious damsel that robbed the hearts of man

She slit the jugulars and freed the manic faces

Fellatio the oblivious to pick out the pieces

Massacre the lulled from the first to fifth

Dismember their members to fondle herself with.

"A carnivorous fiend whom I've fallen betrothed

For the wickedness beyond the withered walls of inferno

Deflowered by the princess of fornication

A nymphonic goddess in my feeble eyes

Whom I've watched bring innocence to its grotesque demise

Coq au vin eaten, she tucked me into

An opulent coffin fit for the queen of aces

In her warm arms I went out like dim lights

From my dreamless rest I woke to her large breasts

On my chest, her eyes on mine, my member hard from her caress

I kissed her passionately, miraculously, relentlessly

Damned I be should I separate the lecherous three

'I know I'm sick as Bathory,' she said, 'it's what I do

You about to lose sleep in the passing night all through.'"

The foreplay lasted 'till rising dawn

Commenced the robins' chirping song

Thus concludes the tale in congregation

Of nymphonic Princess Defloration.