Await evil and terror... the Devil. terror and frozen perverted minds. Creeping in an unreal ground... The narration which you think to hear is just your last whispering scream of suffer... horror. The cruel damnation carried by the Devil's whores coming from the north... Leave your material body and suddenly a wind carries you to the desertland. Beside they and the mother are far, open the eyes and were the sun rise... they. Cries and screams, a pure sensation around your mind. Knowledge on the all as what you veg eternally, no more then a serial dreamer of material world. Realize, it's not the same, nothing as you were... 'till a whisper in your ear. Faces of cruelties as your memory has acces to a holy hell, blood is the tear... Fills the memory at all. Whispering suffering kids in memory of DodDog child... Go away, don't waste thou, father... Again! Oh, spirit of the screaming borned beats by a sex ritual with the seventh whore change image, and Satan comes suddenly in the heart, the mother, feels the hardest voice from Lilith. An her bow, master of virgin! Pure sensations from the north... Pure sensations from the Goat...
