I ride her like a horse,
Perspiration (beads) on the chest.
With uncontrollable lust,
Grasping for her breast.

Dreams start to fade, cooked until brown.
Needle to spoon to puncture a wound.

All pleasure will cease, as I shake of the beast.
Coming, quivering...
She's delivering.

Hypodermic Dowsing Rod
Locates the Vein.

Head starts to no.
Inject a slave, eject the soul.
A fix from the grave, body turns cold.

Gasping for breath,
Dancing for death.