Lycia El Diablo
see the serpent twine wrapped around her spine coils inside her mind bleeds her eyes so blind she is killing time casting pearls to swine trapped beneath her crime burnt, her skins seeps wine moons turns red silence speaks... she is dead monster dreams... she is dead see the serpent twine crush her alibi intoxicating lie devils sing their lullaby caught up in their schemes drops down to her knees begging baby pleas serpents have their needs... devils have her...
