Weregeld paid in cum and throes of faked orgasm: I sniff a snow-white lie and hatred gets me high… Once I took my vows to love ‘till death and more, Then woke to realize my Princess is a whore! Shallow be thy heart and thrice as deep your cunt; I’ll love thee to the end and fuck you ‘till the dawn… Ishtar part the Gate to Her passion’s vulva maze, Ereshkigal intrigued by Her lesbian fantasies! Take away the wine – I’ll drink absinthe instead; Midnight hath told twelve – I’m chilling out in Hell… I’m fucking high on hatred!