The seducement: Thought I was so near that beauty That I sensed her perfume and fear She dresseth in a scarlet dress, flaming as the Wind blows Her silhouette against the sunset So dark,so cold
I felt the rush in my veins -when my hands touched her neck I tried to make her please me -and to say my name But oh, what a pity -she took her last breath Her eyes wide open -I released her soul in death
The victory: Should I excuse my vulgar manners As I dare to please your naked breasts With filthy fingers, I leave my marks all over you Near madness Im reaching for my ecstasy When I cut her nails and hair Shall they be my profit
The repentant:
Thought I was so bitter of my regrets So sweet was her scent, a flower in bloom It was one of my own secrets So why are they judging me into doom
Lord of darkness, I hunt you down
I cry for those who have suffered for my needs My wounds are so deep As I bleed for my sins My sins will be atone for Misery in blasphemy Suffering souls in grief Join with me in death