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A Truth I Cannot See
Survivoria
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"Another night on the Nile
Another neter to please
My heka is in this body
A gift for all of Egypt
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Come, taste the divine."
I pull him close in the lamplight's haze
This merchant rich with coin
He trembles under my hungry gaze
I claim his sweating loin
My fingers trace the Ankh tattooed
Upon his sun-dark skin
I whisper all the filthy things
The sweet and lovely sin
I arch my back on papyrus mats
My thighs are open wide
He gasps and thrusts, a slave to lust
With nowhere left to hide
I lick the sweat from his trembling neck
I take his salty seed
Fulfilling every carnal need
Planting my unholy weed
The rhythm builds, a frantic pace
My nails dig in his flesh
A guttural moan, a twisted face
Our bodies thrash and mesh
He's close, so close, the final prize
The shudder and the spill
But then he opens up his eyes
And looks at me with chill
He screams and pulls away from me
A terror in his stare
He scrambles back in agony
As if Apep was there
He points at me with shaking hand
His face is ghostly white
And flees into the desert sand
And out into the night
What did he see? What did he see?
It was just fucking me!
Some kind of twisted isfet
A truth I cannot see!
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The next one is a soldier, strong
With muscles hard as stone
He boasts he's wanted me so long
He wants me all alone
I work my mouth, I work my hips
The way that they all love
He tastes my cunt upon his lips
Sent from the gods above
I ride him hard, a frenzied mare
I scream my victory
His fingers tangled in my hair
He groans in ecstasy
He's pounding deep, a ram of war
About to break his dam
My sweet release, he begs for more
This sacrificial lamb
His rhythm builds, a frantic pace
My nails dig in his flesh
A guttural moan, a twisted face
Our bodies thrash and mesh
He's close, so close, the final prize
The shudder and the spill
But then he opens up his eyes
And looks at me with chill
He screams and pulls away from me
A terror in his stare
He scrambles back in agony
As if Shezmu was there
He points at me with shaking hand
His face is ghostly white
And flees into the desert sand
And out into the night
What did he see? What did he see?
It was just fucking me!
Some kind of twisted isfet
A truth I cannot see!
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He screams and pulls away from me
A terror in his stare
He scrambles back in agony
As if my khaibit was there
He points at me with shaking hand
His face is ghostly white
And flees into the desert sand
And out into the night
What did he see? What did he see?
It was just fucking me!
Some kind of twisted isfet
A truth I cannot see!
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Why... why do they run?
The pleasure is perfect
My body is flawless
What... what are they seeing when they look at me?
Am I
Am I in the Duat?
Is this not my flesh they touch?
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