Not for jesus crist
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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