Metalized

He comes from the forbidden land,
With marks of jagged knife on his hand.

Lungs smoked up in ashes ,
Stone-cold attitude that clashes.

Rough long hair that can scrape your fingers,
The smell of which forever lingers.

Sparkling smile that can make you bleed.
Tabooed temptations that can make you plead.

Hoarse voice that slips like Velvet in your ears,
Foggy eyes coated with frozen tears.

Satan’s head rotates in all directions,
Heavenly angel bestows affection.

Beyond the fence, I stand and dread
He feeds me on brutality, blood (wine) and bread (flesh),
Leaving me…Metalized.