Babies eat the fruit of the frosty loins upon my gently pulled finger.
Scabies home in on the horniness of the bloody ass-stained groove of love.

Rabies feast upon the blood remains of villains whose names shan't linger.

Moogles upon the leash! Stay! Say! Lay! Destroy the heights from the depths above!
Googles of pain! Love! Hate! Brought together by madness and decay...

Strudels upon us! Quick! The lantern of the burning pyres of the toeless glove!

Why me? Why the bloody hatters of the flesh? Now is the eternity of To-Day.
Sigh me? To do, to wait, to lose. To win? Burning fires in a crusty old pillar of lechery.

Hymie? Frosted flames are eaten like skulls in the small children's relentless fists - The Way.

Today? Today is a day of pain, of terror, of love, pleasure, reason's treachery.
Soleil? Burning rays of pureness, white as snow, crushing like a razor, love in spite.

Astray? For only in the maidenhead rests true, malicious, sinful love's hatchery.

Feeling the immolated youth, the scarred tentacles of the non-Euclidean smite...
Reeling in the pleasures of pain, the evil of good, the whine of a singer?

Sealing my fate upon this stone, crush the demons of my lust

        in the tumbrils of time

        Death a newborn babe

        and a worm in mid-flight.