From Rage To Passion

Blood soaked body
Flesh filled claws
Slashing, crashing
Through the forest brush
Smell of smoke and burning slut
That stupid bitch should have
Kept her mouth shut

To lair she flew
Feet barely touching dirt
Going to rip that bastard
From his shirt
Inside the open mouth
She stood
He waited in contempt
Surly face, hair unkempt

Face to face
They stood
Seething, bleeding
Droplets of betrayal
Splattering the floor

She reaches out to slap his face
Raking one lone claw
From eye to chin
As the socket dangles, she grins
He'll think twice before looking again

Grabbing her by the hair
He pulls her down
Looking at her with a sinister frown
Four eyes flaming red
As her tears hit their bed

Dragging her to the feaux mattress
Of leaves and twigs
Angrily she fights
Biting his fingers, chewing them with her fangs

He throws her down and stands over her
In all his masculanity
Rudely she spits his own flesh
Dead in his torn up face

As he crouches in front of her
Tearing already mangled clothes
She punches him in the nose
Bones cracking
Such a sweet revenge

Hands to throat 
She cuts his oxygen off
Quickly remembering
He is undead

Rolling, battering and screaming
The battle plays on
Violent drums beat a vicious song
When finally he pins her
Pounding and shoving
She takes it all in
Chanting curses
As he gives it to her again

The night has ended
Tempers somewhat cooled
Will they ever be the same
Or are their emotions just fooled?

From Rage To Passion, when Love and Hate hold hands.....Can this raw and violent union be saved...only the Devil knows....ask him if you dare.....