The switches turn on in the night
It's blasphemy! It's terrifying!
I am certain!
The cesspool stench with horror things
This is corpses! This is flesh!
I see clot blood
Near this house I lose hope
Not only on the life but and on the own grave
I came on the light
The door has opened and I was
Caught by my hair and tied
To the sacrificial post
Dissmissed sadist
He practised medicine
In past Now and all last
Days he feel melancholy
He was sadist and then dismissed
I'm feeling fear
The shaggy hair lies on arms
Angry face Hungry eyes
Incarnation of beast
The dirty fingers feel my torso
Crasy gay! Who are you?
Inborn monstr
And then he told me history
About he Now I can see
Suffocation and
Why he lives at this hidden place
From the childhood he must
Took part in the wars
He is just ill, invalid
Crasy man His brain is dead
He was killed by our hands
This is beast look like priest
It's slavery, war
It's depenclence from the kill
Salary by work - it's sourse of evil
Lightly to kill for your own master
Assembly of leaders utter loud laughter
Bodies hang on iron thorns
Piersing bloodless flesh
Bily-pusy defecations
Drop down from gashes
In their stomachs
This is an illusory story
The story of the damned
Temples are demolished and
Altars are profaned
This is a blasphemous story
The story of dismissed
My obsessive thoughts turn in reality
Mutilated corpses swing
On the rusty hooks
Drove in their gory sockets
Only black winds blows