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Thus filthy paths my feelings desire

New pains, new executioners of Joy

On my right hand new misery I feel

On left, laughter of thorns so forlom

Shameful tale is now bruited,with proud

Forests of satisfaction may now enter

through the carnal infects it, as we bleed

Never is heart with such devotion bound

As nails cut through,mind float inside the utterness

Erection so divine,as black thorns rise among

Inner chain of perversions

Inner chain of perversions

Conquer

Passion

Bestial

Love

Etermally

As pale is the skin, as deep is the feel

Impatient to behold the which beheld

Entering through the masquarade

With flesh hooks I enter

Through the meat of innocence

With storm and fury