Wither in silence my precious flowernDraining your pith and I devournWould I crush you in my arms and make you bleed?nnI'll hiss my tongue and feast on your earnSummon the words that you need to hearnYour tears will stain my blade, but I won't feelnnTwisting my hands around your limbs andnpassing myself through unknown landsnYou're stripped for me to play your every chordnnWither in silence my precious flowernnWither in silence my lustful flowernwither and scream until it's overnI shall crush you in my arms and we shall bleednnNothing to fear I'll slide into younJust draw me near, I'll see right through younThe taste of female heat upon your necknnI'm growing stench with bitter breathingnI'm nothing like you have been dreamingnI shall know and still let down your every neednnWither in silence my precious flowernnBiting -Tearing - your skinnTwisting - Tasting - your sweatnStroking - melting - deep within younnFading - Screaming - death grinnblade in - thrusting - blade outnnSo wither in silence my lustful flowernwither and scream before it's overnAs I've crushed you in my arms, together we ...bleed