This is how it started
One cold night as I prowled through the alleys,
drunk already, drugs running down my veins.
I came across a girl with neon-blue hair
and a cigarette burning in a cold blue flame

She was covered in tattoos, her bosom overflowing,
she briefly smiled, as she passed me by.
I followed her into a pitch dark warehouse,
I could not see a thing, but I could hear music,
throbbing, shrieking, guttural screams,
and smoke, pungent, like a burning corpse
was rising from the darkness somewhere underground

I descended down long, narrow steps
into a chamber of red and black.
Thick smoke congested miasma,
people were dancing, crammed in tight,
swaying to the rhythm, all bodies are merged,
a monstrous creature from the depth of the ocean

I could not see the girl whom I have followed
but I inched through the crowd, till I could move no further.
All around me, bodies are heaving,
kissing, groping, licking, biting.
a women before me, with see through black dress
had her back pressed tightly against my chest,
gyrating on my cock and at the same time kissing
a skinny, skin-head, pierced topless girl.
I put my arm around the skin-head,
grabbed her ass and pulled it hard,
squished the two girls, thrusting from behind,
but then I saw blue cigarette sparkle, far away, a glittering star

I knew I wanted her there and then
I knew I will fuck her where I stand.
I shoved through the crowd, violently pushing,
but she has slipped away into a dark aperture

I followed down steps of rusted iron,
into a long, smoke filled hall.
In the gloom, on the floor, were slithering bodies,
naked, fucking, to the beat of the music

Further away, I could see her in the darkness.
I walked to the far end of the hall.
She was standing there with her back to the wall,
smiling, sucking on her cigarette.
She gave me one puff,
and my mind reeled.
I knew I must fuck her there and then,
and so I did.
I turned her around, pressed to the wall,
pulled her skirt,
and pushed inside

I could not find this girl,
the next time I was there.
Maybe she dyed her hair again,
but it did not matter,
there was always someone that I could fuck,
there was always someone, wherever I went.
All I had to do,
was not ask for consent.
and they wanted me, for the first time in my life,
the sluts wanted me, the first time in my life.

I fucked them hard, I cut them deep,
I burned their skin with cigarette ash,
and still they wanted more, they could not have enough

I fuck them hard
and then discard

I cut their skin
with a burning pin

I fuck them hard
and then discard

I burn their skin
the worthless whores

One has even asked me to cut her head off,
drink her blood, and burn her bones.
I said no, though I was not unwilling,
I just didn't want to acquiesce to her wishes.

I fuck them hard
and then discard

I burn their skin
the worthless whores