I think this is supposed to be about one of the "sisters" transformed. Her boyfriend is still in love with her even though she's basically devoted herself to the destruction of man.
"deceived by the sound the pitter patter of little feet,
was the rhythmless rave of your cloven hooved babe calling to you from the street."
instead of a sweet and graceful woman she's now a monster.
"but the taste of the sand, rosary in her hand still haunts you in your sleep." "Your Madonna was Medusa in the end."
she used to be innocent and now she is evil
The whole thing about it beingto late to keep his tongue from sliding 'round the scales of the snake and "get you down on the floor naked and sore. first you shiver, then you die." That's just saying he's had a sexual taste of her in this monstrous state and it's so good he shivers afterwards until he feels like dying. (like realy angry sex) And now he's hooked on it and it's too late to stop.
I think this is supposed to be about one of the "sisters" transformed. Her boyfriend is still in love with her even though she's basically devoted herself to the destruction of man.
"deceived by the sound the pitter patter of little feet, was the rhythmless rave of your cloven hooved babe calling to you from the street."
"but the taste of the sand, rosary in her hand still haunts you in your sleep." "Your Madonna was Medusa in the end."
The whole thing about it beingto late to keep his tongue from sliding 'round the scales of the snake and "get you down on the floor naked and sore. first you shiver, then you die." That's just saying he's had a sexual taste of her in this monstrous state and it's so good he shivers afterwards until he feels like dying. (like realy angry sex) And now he's hooked on it and it's too late to stop.