Shall I take pity on the sea of brightness
Cover of obscurity gnaws My force
And bring stench of disdain stench of contempt
Deadly thorn of suicidal rituals!
Scuked up at the breast of your whores!
Dance in Your rottenness!
Whisper mutilates!
Successor of sordid detriments
Wingless incest nourished with death
Fuckers on the string pulled by their own belief
Let me see your crucifixion