Not for jesus crist

A horror night creeps t`ward the light
    Into your wet warm womb.
Your body`s howling, weeping… Fight!
    I activate my zoom.

It`s comfortable to be inside -
    Guess, I will be injoyed.
Just let us play, if you don`t mind -
    You`ll be my favourite toy.

You make me feel as if I flew,
    You know how to delight.
I move in circles `round of you
    Being about to bite.

I`d like to shake you up, my dear -
    You should be satisfied.
Oh, you are on the verge of tears -
    Well, I don’t mind, that’s right.

Tickily-tickle - you`re afraid.
    Amusing - isn`t it?
You`re such a naughty girl, you dare
    To push me with your feet!?

You must be punished, pretty thing -
    Your hair is bein` torn out,
Your breasts they crash, I hear them ring.
    Yes, cry and scream and shout!

I swallow my spittle for
    You look so lovely. Yam!
I cut your veins, I kiss your sourse,
    Lick out your bloody jum.

Your premonition serves you right -
    Alas it`s useless now.
You`ll stay forever by my side,
    And you have to be proud,

Because you are the chosen one -
    My holy sacrifice.
I`m serious: It`s not for fun
    And not for Jesus Crist.

I have a strangle on you, babe,
    Because I am your God.
Don`t think about an escape -
    You better stay aboard.

The games I`m gonna play with you
    Ain`t any games at all.
The life. The death. A fight. A cure.
    All for your stupid soul.

You know, the life is so unfair -
    Just quite unlike the death.
Oh, little thing, I will prepair
    You to eternal rest.

These ups and downs of destiny
    Only destroy one’s soul.
What luck you’ve found my company -
    Both we will take our toll.

Through tortures you will find the light
    Like that guy Jesus Crist.
Your soul will reach the highest hight
    Being immortalized.   

1997/2003


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