We Sacrifice Virgins, by Amory McKeever

She never felt the touch
always just a crutch
and when he finally got his legs

she was out just like a clutch

he used her up

like a parachute

and when he landed

cut her loose

So in she goes

another volcano blows

The pressure builds

finds a crack

pops its top

red and black

She never felt the words

always just the hurt

and when he finally sobered up

he was gone 'round the world

left her behind

the clean the mess

while he ran off

chasing dress

So in she goes

the magma overflows

the pressure builds

finds a crack

pops its top

red and black

She never knew the kiss

always just the fists

and when he had his fill

she was the last thing on his list

She never made him whole

always just a hole

and when he finally packed his things

empty bags and empty soul

Here she goes again

the eruptions never end

the pressure builds

finds a crack

pops its top

red and black

So in she goes

another volcano blows

The pressure builds

finds a crack

pops its top

red and black