Pretty poor

the spiritual devices form

Perform!

another way of life beyond.



Asking for!

mechanical devices form

to torture

blind another human sight.



Maybe it hurts

my anger will turn into laugh

getting strong

every second that it lasts.



That it seems

my soul takes apart of me

but I see

another one of my partners here

smiling in dark!

oh beautiful glorious time.



Profanate!

a single silly night's mistake,

so it has been

punished with this fucking rage

Profanate!

a single silly night's mistake.



Iron forks

steel inside my bones

Broken laws

dominion's rape my soul



Killing works

turn into steel my wounds,

Spirit soiled

with metal, blood and knuckles broken



Here in the dark

I really will discover light

down in the ground

you're fucking masters of disguise.



Leave the night

I've found my life inside my mind

I enjoy my fear

just turn my lust into sickening greed.