Thy Disease Angel Ashamed
Taste me - the sick lust for pain
Wound, with the rapcious nails to live
Consume the flash to reach another state
Of lady sacryfice
You humiliate me
The deepest fear I have expected
By this corrupted faith
Defenseless thoughts in my mind
You have treated
Marciless - unspoken void
Now're left
I love to see this appearing fear
By your gray eyes
Then always follow me
Even my pain had gone
Now I witness the devils face
It is so beautiful