A tongue not unlike a blade
The finest flesh ever made
It brushes across my skin
As her breath draws my soul in
And her fangs pierce my flesh
Slowly venom will inject
I can feel the icy grip of death
And the lash of her infernal snake breath
Black magic sorcery
Quietly drains life from me
As she spits venom into my heart
My limbs seize and grow hard
My body changes into stone
Muscle, blood, and even bone
My eyes stare into the sky
But my soul will live after I die
And I hold my breath
I can feel the depths
Of a world below
Hell is where I will go
She's coiled around me tight
As I slip towards the afterlife
There will be no me left
Cursed forever by infernal snake breath