Memories distort reality, obscenities of the past become a cruel present drawn by masturbation Across chemical sinapsis a necessary pleasure scorch all the oral core of my namless victim Chemis senses fade away in this carnal capture, so my infected sperm drains to primary afferent-fibres The ace falls: my violent cock in your lacerated throath What ecstasy is can be sufference as dorsal horn marrow gets to psychasteny She lays as a mannequin blessed by emisection, while my priapism freezes her crying without moans Virtue resides into gland as affection is the true name of sadism, ‘till I look in her eyes to say