Her Rancid Breath

Hear this tragic tale of lust and betrayal
Of a man and two others he considered to be friends
One a trusted ally and valued companion
The other the woman he thought he loved

They had betrayed him
Stabbed him in the back
Wounds as deep as this one
cannot be healed by time

He couldn't bare to be near her
And no-one else could smell the odour of rotten sex from between her legs

He was alone
No-one could smell it,
The bastard's rancid semen on her breath

No-one could understand why he hated them,
Why he just couldn't bare for them to live

His hatred consumed him slowly,
Until he could think of nothing else

He could not forgive them - Never
For him to sleep at night they had to die

He was alone
No-one could smell it,
The bastard's rancid semen on her breath

No-one could understand why he hated them,
Why he just couldn't bare for them to live

He put an end to their lives

They suffered in pain for the hurt they had caused him
The final insult was his as he soiled their grave with his bodily fluids

Desecration by defecation, urination, ejaculation
Masturbation, a last humiliation
Little compensation for the murder of his soul