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Plummeting down, smashed into the ground

Peaceful collapse, existence relapse

Carnal fulfilment, holy defilement

Deviant freak, pervert of god

Sacrilegious, wicked blasphemer

Temporal coital desires of corrupt debaucherous depravity

Virtue is vice

Vice is your virtue

Tearing of flesh

Bodies enmeshed

No thoughts of regret

Pleasures beget

Trists that are set

Gashes made wet

Through blood that is let

Sex and violence are met

Ecstasies of flesh and blood – fresh, unique, unspoiled

Wallowing in newfound delights – unholy, sinful, unsoiled

Light no longer shines so bright,

The darkness calls you after

The threats of guilt are drowned

In your hedonistic laughter

Holy being, stripped prestige

Cast from the promise land

Desecrating convictions of the flesh

Punished back to Sodom

Black sun burns, burial ground

Your hand dyed with blood, dying red

The black son burns by the blood soaked sun

Your hands dead, dying red