Awakened by light, and naked in shame Slipping, scion of ****, from skin oh slippery and thick Away from sight, with no luster or name In corridors of flesh, pierced by thy kick, whilst in Phantasms do dwell in minds murky swamp Gliding in air, through life’s cosmic sea In queer reflections, of youth’s insipid romp, Ignorant to malady that life harkens to thee.
Of the feeble mind, demons slumber In wait for gestures of youthful pride In caves do inhabit, where sperms of hell may ‘bound in number In carnal filth, thy river of life ‘came rot by lies Slow in decay, both despaired in heart and feeble in mind “Come unto me,” he sayeth to thee Leeching from wounds of flesh confined From cradle to corpse, by thine malignance of HE Of young, tender flesh it is time is to feed Mindless in thoughts, how willful thy bleed, By host, Of demonic seed.