Soulless Golems

[the Draç]

In too deep, the blood dilutes.

A worthless heathen who always says, "shoot!"

Critique the lies, admire the God.

All for fun, the one and only facade.

Debate all you want, you're in knee deep.

Bleed all lust, shadow like creep.

In which, he leaps, he goes next door.

In which, he bangs, she's all on all fours.

He then finishes the feat, her body turns sour.

It's about that time, in about an hour.

Bloom like a flower, the Golem then incarnates.

The baby then died, Eve turns to snake.

Everything for fake, I do this in my name.

Killing for fun is not the name of the game.

Abduct all souls, all wars won.

Aldebaran, Michael's star, Orion took over Bun.