The Whore Show

Dark figures hide within the shadows
They take form in place, but there is no face.

They like to watch as you swallow your children
killing the chance
of ever having grace.

They're enjoying the show you put 
in the bedroom
Distasteful sin, followed by a grin

They clap as you climax
Shouting encore!
and there you go , whoring around again
For the whore show