The seducement:

Thought I was so near that beauty

That I sensed her perfume and fear

She dresseth in a scarlet dress, flaming as the

Wind blows

Her silhouette against the sunset

So dark,so cold



I felt the rush in my veins

-when my hands touched her neck

I tried to make her please me

-and to say my name

But oh, what a pity

-she took her last breath

Her eyes wide open

-I released her soul in death



The victory:

Should I excuse my vulgar manners

As I dare to please your naked breasts

With filthy fingers, I leave my marks all over you

Near madness Im reaching for my ecstasy

When I cut her nails and hair

Shall they be my profit



The repentant:



Thought I was so bitter of my regrets

So sweet was her scent, a flower in bloom

It was one of my own secrets

So why are they judging me into doom



Lord of darkness, I hunt you down



I cry for those who have suffered for my needs

My wounds are so deep

As I bleed for my sins

My sins will be atone for

Misery in blasphemy

Suffering souls in grief

Join with me in death