Lust dangled her attractive tentacles
Passion got lured, he became lust
He who walked on sacred grounds
Became enslaved in the dungeons
Hungry as hell, passion is now lust
Slithered he into the dungeon of lust
Her cloying tentacles she spread
No inch to move, around him wrapped
Covered in darkness, addicted is he
Boggled down by the firm grip of hell
Sputtering towards an inglorious end
He whispered, no, he thought,
“Father help me, please bring me out”
Eternity’s whisper thundered into the labyrinth of hell
Lust’s baleful tentacles shuttered
Hell’s captive set free
The dungeons spewed him out
Hosanna in the Highest
~~Dunmo.
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