Venus sheds her skin of gold
Sacrafice her life
Washes out the demon sleep
That hides between her eyes
Walking, watching, wandering out
Of soul she must persue in death
Wi will she reach you?
Flytrap
Venus takes the lightning
And her hair becomes a flame
With a guise of innocents
Who learn her unknown game
Dancing, raining, sorcery
Hes caught between her heat all year
Shes pleased to meet you
Flytrap - demon child
Flytrap - virgins wild
Flytrap - angels death
Flytrap - there is nothing left
Born without mortal care
Joyous of flight
Pleasing to the eye
Deadly delight
Venus arguementor
Torturing my aged soul
Fighting through the ashes
Gi have me back my skin of gold
Walking, Watching, Wondering
The soul she has persued in life
Wi will she teach you?
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Venom
Witching Hour :: Venom