Baphomet Streaks Of Blood
Christ The suffering and misery that I endure to harbor thoughts so brizzare beyond impure Mother, I'm here to do all the things that you long for me to do I love when we're in our reside alone late at night and you embrace me Now you found another to do all the things that we used to do at night in our room Now I experience sexual neglect at 10 years old Now your life means nothing to me after all the pain you caused me Judt to see you with another guy I guess I'm the only one was just a'lie I confront you with sexual trunstration built up inside of me but you deny the pleasure you'll noy die in vain The suffering and misery that I endure to see your streaks ob blood still run down the wall You can now not leave me but your death was not in vain even though your body's cold I can still enjoy you in death Mother
