Her father lies bleeding, his blood on my hands 
Gratitude apparent, her sobs turn to signs of relief 
Touching her tear-stained cheek, gazing deeply into her eyes she worships me as a god 
We embrace passionately on the floor, spreading her legs 
My fantasy fleshed forever…. 
I shove myself gently into her, gasping she smiles and cries 
Her blood streams from the vagina, she used to be a virgin whore [Fucking her, this is my Fantasy!] 
Father knew better than to take that away 
His dick only went in her mouth and her ass 
I am the one whom she’ll remember always 
As he who made her tremble with first orgasm 
My body now growing numb 
I don’t know why 
I can feel my insides changing into…a god [What is wrong? Who am I becoming?] 
I become her 
Jesus in the flesh 
Blood on my hands pouring from gaping holes 
She gets to fuck me! 
The Son of 
God! A fantasy she has for pain 
I inflict 
My hands slide up her breasts so slowly 
And constrict around her neck tightly… 
Cartilage and veins popping, her expression is delight 
As I climax, my thorny crown drops upon her bloated face 
Suddenly her 
Christ is gone and so is she 
He took away my only passion in life 
And now all 
I have is a pile of broken flesh 
His possession has robbed me, and all 
I feel is hate… 
CHRIST, I 
FUCKING HA
TE YOU!!! 
CHRIST, I 
FUCKING HA
TE YOU!!! 
CHRIST, I 
FUCKING HA
TE YOU!!!