Dainty Delusive Doll - Enslavement of Beauty

Already wounded
I wonder if
I would dare to be stabbed by the thorns of virtue
Such a sight petite and illegal a specimen of beauty in shapeless splendour
Haunted by her image in blank dismay
I kiss and embrace the dreaming adventure of the dainty delusive doll
Seeping into the tunnel of reality
The savage beast of lust mock manly rearing its deceitful head
With 666 tattooed upon its bleeding chest
Virtue seems like a sheer waste of flesh
I smoulder like a f**king cigarette
She bestow me the poet's beauty of phrase oh
I ejaculate
The vortex of addiction is out of square
There are imaginary catchwords everywhere
The vortex of temptation gently blows
The ego dolls reap the meadows of megalomania
Profoundly wounded
I still wonder during my frequent strolls to this rendezvous
Such a sight so pristine a specimen of beauty in sheer f**king grace
Haunted by her image spread eagle on my bed
I need some pills to kill the pain
I need some pills to absorb the impression of the dainty delusive doll sleeping into the coma of reality
The savage beast of lust mock manly rearing its deceitful head
With 666 tattooed upon its bleeding chest
Virtue seems like a sheer waste of flesh
I smoulder like a f**king cigarette
She bestow me the poet's beauty of phrase oh
I ejaculate