enslaved by a beaty divine the restrained worship of flesh sending chills along the spine a yearning to enmesh hapless victims in her lair feel what she felt years before tortured screams in the air soon beg to her no more
each shiver of joy persuades her to destroy beyond the sense craving pain the gentle art of nemesis
this nemesis domina once a victim, now a killer inflicted the stigmata no amount of blood will please her appetite for the tiny deaths she deals with every heartbeat sucking in, an exalted breath another body limp at her feet
helpless, hopeless, skinless, lifeless
discarded lives knot untied basement bodies torn and mangled nemesis, dead gorgeous bride likes her men stripped and strangled
from the days of mighty troy set ablaze through plot and ploy womens stood in turmoils mist reflecting pain that gentle art of nemesis born and beaten down in darkness gloria ex deaTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
