Bath in sin, sadistic souls break their crust; Sodomy and lust. Carnal desire runs through my veins, whipping boys and scapegoats cry in pain. Psychopathic terror during their sleep. My power asks why, my power is weak. Spineless bundles of my excess, exposure of innocence and helplessness. In the perfumes of my secret orison, fresh blood of children drops down on me. Bath in sin, sadistic souls break their crust; Sodomy and lust...
