Blood Runs Red

Oral fixation!
The taste of pussy and blood is what I need
Prep my knife, it’s ready to spill your life fluid
Hopes and dreams for the future shattered
Stabbing viciously, to lubricate you see, penetration
You piss on my face
Trembling, frightened… poor you
Poor you
Blood runs red, dripping from my cock it keeps me hard
I can’t help, but f*ck you again because you’re unconscious from the pain
A dead f*ck is what you are now and not much has changed from the past
No act of clemency, it keeps me aggressive for the future
Dirty dog, you’re not worth the leftovers you scavenge for
To me, you deserve all your suffering
Your genitals carved to shreds
Mine sticky from the blood you’ve bled
I bet in our next lives we’ll meet again
And you’ll die as you did way back when