Battered Skin

as the sun decays
images of the dead girl in the backseat
with sullied panties of milk and blood
silently a tear rolls down her bruised cheek
tasting battered skin
maybe i just want the world to die
pierce the skin with fingertips
penetration into the world of sin within
as sunshine melts into the sky
hell absorbed through the angel's cries
dead girl makes a tender lust for cunt
her silence is violence
as the sun decays
images of the dead girl in the backseat
with sullied panties of milk and blood
silently a tear rolls down her bruised cheek
tasting battered skin