You've won
You've won
You've won
Now you can see
This sloppy and sick
High and wet me
Here I am
Your vile victim
Vomit of the demons
The devil is a woman
(Dolls are pretty, you shouldn't break them)
I hope you slip
On this rotten apple peel
(Remember your fall)
Honorary woman
For a moment you can feel
(I hope it hurts, baby)
Do you like to get poked inside?
(Do you like it, honey?)
When it's the only place
You have left to hide
(Eve only tried to please)
You invaded me
When you stuck it in
You took my soul
When you pulled it out
I hope someday
It rots and fall off
Penis Envy's proud
Your vile victim
Serpent of the deep
Your vomit of the demons
Yes, that's me.
E.A.Altamura, Copyright 1999
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