- Dawn of the Hatred -



I never realised how beautiful you are.
You are my personal sensual desire.
Your humid happiness is as aphasiac
& in competition with my verge as Athena.

Its now three days that l stood starring at you.
Totally surrender to my phantasms.
Your smell is totally anchored on my inside den.
At last opened & suspended to all my desires.

My life exists just to satisfy you,
But you no longer desire to express your feelings.
Your silence stubbornness that does not calm my eagerness
But reduces my desire with lots of violence.

Thinner has my physical capacity become,
But it's my duty to make you yell with satisfaction,
Just like the first day we made love.
Come on ! Loosen yourself ! While lm sensually in you!

I'm the God of contraception.
The Master of fornication
More radical than the circumcision.
Nothing better than the event ration.

I don't want to contemplate myself with just penetration.
This firm body, with bluish colour,
Your smooth charnel scent of putrefaction,
Ever pushed me to overwhelm you.

I never realised how beautiful you are.
You are my personal sensual desire.
Your humid happiness is as aphasiac
& in competition with my verge as Athena.

As to no longer be the object of your desires,
So l will open the doors of your body
This job should be done as to prepare my place.
To have at last an ultime romance phantasm !