My entrails reverberate
Your skin, smooth stone,
Activate my worst wishes
that melt my ego.
in search of mercy I kneel.
Pleading:
punish us in friction and shock.
Just having found us ...
The abstract crosses us.
The taste of madness
In his wild smile, owner,
Play delicate, subtle and smiling
With the wolf\'s mustaches.
Looking for your fury or thirst?
Palpo the pleasure of waiting.
frame after frame drawing
my role as super-champion king,
soaked in Ruine Babas.
Magma in fever veins,
The complicity of the meeting
intertwined in other lives brings fire.
The hunger looks
I see get rid of the ground.
The pain line numbs.
Only delight, in torture.
Sinful talk
They stop between my teeth
as waves contained in the rocks.
It\'s just a matter of time
that explodes in a thousand pieces
My terrible gross truth.
My kisses will die.
Eternally.
Road to the cremaster,
to the altar of silicon,
The rock language of my praises.