“Renfield Prays”
tender is the flesh under bone
and rough are the nails on cheeks
barter eternity for open mouth chasms
abyss gaze finds me filthy
pulsing who knows what
under moonlight misting through bars
tender is the flesh under bone
and rough are the nails on cheeks
barter eternity for open mouth chasms
abyss gaze finds me filthy
pulsing who knows what
under moonlight misting through bars