ASMODAI: THE DEMON OF GLUTTONY
I've danced with the devil
Spoken to him in tongue,
Fought him and won.
But he rose again
Threw me down and held me
Arms pinned above my head
Legs risen onto his shoulders.
He slowly pressed himself into me
Touched my lips
with the slightest touch of his
Gave me his disease
I have the devil in me.
He whispered to me,
"You want it Young One,
Yet you cannot have it…"
I clenched and bent my back.
The Devil still had me in his grasp.
He touched me.
I felt the shiver engulf me,
The touch of sin,
The touch of pain.
Hands fought with each other
As he tried to make his way
Into my most precious,
Most precious…private secrets.
I refused to let him.
I tried to stop him.
But he is gifted at this cruel game,
He enjoys so much to play.
He danced with me,
In a trance of spins and dips,
I fall all over again.
His powers are wondrous,
My power is weak.
For I am just a helpless child
This beast wants to draw in
One that it can intertwine with itself
And destroy
bit by bit.
Secrets shared and lies told,
Honesty surrounds us...
My words were bold.
"I love you"
The devil was silent.
He knew all along…
The path he has driven me on
Has led me into insanity
Hold me Asmodai
Please me Asmodai
Satan...
Tell me you love me.
Wrap me in your arms
and kiss me.
Hold my hand and whisper to me
That you were once small and weak,
That I remind you of yourself
You felt that pain,
You have those scars,
Yet you stopped...
Asmodai, you miss it don't you?
He is the devil in disguise.
He is beautiful to the eye,
Yet to the human soul
He is torturous.
Devours you…
Leaving you frozen and stuck.
What to do now my dear devil?
Come with me.
Massage my sore limbs.
Touch me everywhere
As I lay here wearing nothing but my underwear.
I feel your breath by my ear
As you tell me
Goodnight stories
About a brave knight who loves his ale
Sing me that Spanish lullaby.
"Mujer,"
You speak my language.
You know my tongue.
As I do yours.
Play that role of the hero,
Take me away
Down into the loud subways
Tell me I am yours.
Tell me I am beautiful.
I'm a fool for you
And a fool for Gluttony.
Satan dear Satan...
Release me from your dungeons
They are tearing me apart.
The pain you left behind
Has instilled in me now.
You say your smile is fake...
My tears are not.
My kingdom is a place of bliss.
Your kingdom is a place of tragedy.
Satan dear Satan...
Take me away.
May your devilish Charm,
Allow us to fly away.
We will dream of happiness
Wake up next to each other
And look at what we've become.
Satan
You are my Saviour.
In the name of
the Devil,
Il Diavolo,
y el Diablo...
Amen.
Part two of Asebia: The God of Sin.
It can be read as a stand alone but reading the part one is strongly advised.
