Alex S. Johnson

Mistress of Black Metal

Putting her left foot forward
widdershins intention
she’s the queen of the haunted stage
four octaves
shrieking symphonies of hell
she’ll never kiss and tell
but make the crowd her abject slaves

Hot as infernal flames
her woman’s shape allures to abject sins
she’ll lure you in 
then shrink you to a skeleton

With bass lines rippling
her band ignites the funeral rites of
doom

Metal progressive
chromatic, diatonic, 
tritones flaring with pinched harmonics
supersonic speed of triple-headed triplets

The urgent sexual need she feels to
feed on their energy
will never abate
until it’s too late

And she’s slaked her thirst with salty blood
worshipping herself alone, imperial goddess

Guitars burst forth as the chorus breaks out
like a plague, the bonds she makes with the 
melody cannot break

She takes her fill, filling herself with lustful 
notions

Binds boys and maids to x-cross ecstasy
stage studded with nails
forcing them to crawl on their knees
to suck her leather phallus
she will impale them, weighing their pain and
pleasure on a scale

With a feather, all cum together
cum together
cum together

Right now

Over sleaze

As she wields the mic, four four two timing sensory
array display the envy of all the girls never picked for
prom queen, she’s the alarming bitch of
total unrepentance, reaming you a new one

Pitted, cored, she shuts the door on 
the haters

Erases their negative energy with a 
havoc of power

Rakes them with her nails
no sobs or moans avail

She’ll ruin you with her heavy metal
unsettling, craftily she opens the vault

With her hands weaving sigils, signals to demons
footsteps in the sands of cosmic double time
blast beats, black metal shuddering the club

With the buzzbomb rumble from a Lemmy like bass
she can overpower like Diamanda Galas
her sour and sweet perfume weaving sorcerous
gloom within the hearts of 

Sacred sinners, 

Anointed with drugs her pretty mug makes the covers of
the magazines: Decibel, Metal Hammer, Zero Tolerance

She speaks casually of witchcraft, necromancy
neuromancy, ritual chambers where her
captured prey obey her every command

Heads bowed, hands bound, they take her
behest as their own, her face seals like stone

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