Another step into the right direction,
You watch yourself as goddess of the kin.
Another turn to misconception,
I'm ripping carefully your skin.
You try to scream forbidden words
Envisioning ecstatic sins.
A prayer to the pagan lords...
I'm touching now your inner strings.
The bleeding wax is deconstructing realms
By binding torture in the clash.
Rebirth is near and then it dreams
The elevated clergy of the flesh.