The bowels of earth explode and spit back

The tears of the paranormal masochist

Who grings and purges his flesh

Like a metallic phallus tearing the womb

Possesed infants hidden carefully

Behind goat-leather masks

Devouring vociferous pain

Of sacrificed black innocence

Thrusting their sinister pleasures

Into a mist of sweet torment

Emerged one night in a heretic baptism

And the moon cries tears of blood

Licking their skin with razored tongues

Engraving their obscure phobias

On marble statues of adultery

All paths lead to hell

Cries of a narcissistic blasphemy

Inspired in a velvet pandemonium

Of a feverish, repulsive hyperpain

All paths stream from hell