Ephemeral Destitute

Come inside, won't you?

Ephemeral Destitute, the bastion of tomorrow, where we will feast upon the souls of those who have come before. Won't you join me there? Just walk this way, a little further now.

 

Just ignore that little pin prick, it won't matter at all once the dinning commences. Joining in the debauchery won't cost you much at all. The dancers will blow your mind away, everything hangs free there. It won’t be much longer now.

 

Don't mind the weakness you feel, it will all be made well. You will never want to leave once it all begins. See how the lovers embrace, coupling with themselves and others. Bodily fluids flow freely in the ephemeral destitute.

 

Who am I, you ask? Oh well, I am just the ringmaster of the pleasure and the pain. I'm so glad you've decided to join us at the forerunner for what is to come, now lie down and be still.

 

Don't cry out, only I will hear your screams, and they just drive me on. Once you are dry, you will be ready to join the ephemeral destitute.