Deviation. hate, aggression

Struggle for life

What's our mind like

What’s hidden inside

Hidden recesses

The fold

They carry the grain of blood

Stuffed with world's carcass

We feed our worm

Which gnaws at our entrails

Abnormally we lap our victims' blood

We gain new sensations which cause

Cortex deformation

Deviation. hate, aggression

Stench of rotten brain

It is our food. like ravenous woodworms

We penetrate our mind’s crust

To find the stench and rot

So we relish the pain and ecstasy of this deed

How much pleasure sadism gives us

Masochism in its perverse wear

How much bliss is in our victims: screams

These deeds drive us to erection

Deviation. hate, aggression

Stench of evaporating bowels

We cannot resist this theater of grotesque and atrocity

Where main part play marquess and marchioness de sade!

Lets bow to the audience and tear their sweet throats

Let's sink our mouth in the steamy scarlet sea

Deviation...

We are all dead!