Addicted To Vaginal Skin

A relapse of my body

Sends my mind into multiple seizures

Psychologically a new human being

One that has never been

Cursed by the shamen

His voodoo spell has my soul

My limbs go numb

I can't control my own thought

Are his now

His evil consuming me

Ever telling me

Begin the clit carving

Slowly turning me, into a flesh eating zombie

Knowing this spell can only be broken

By the vaginal skins of young women

I proceed to find the meat

Their bleeding cunts will set me free

Warmth seeping from this

Body rotted

After I sucked the blood from her ass

I feel more alive

More alive than I've ever been

Even though now I'm dead within

My mouth drools as I slice your perineum

My body smeared with the guts I've extracted

Through her hole, came swollen organs

Cunnilingus with the mutilated

My spirit returned from the dead

Released by the priest

But I felt more real when I was dead

The curse is broken

I have a dependence on vaginal skin

It's become my ***ual addiction

I must slit, the twitching clit

Rotted cavity hold the juice

Between the legs, I love to carve

My cock is dripping with her blood