The brain that has lost a strong volition,
I put it out and sacrifice
For the first time, I get near to him
pull a goat's horn out,
engrave a satan cross on my chest,
Set a fire on that shapes of cross
And I lighten on his way to me
I bring her viscera of mine that has already been
ready for a long time ago, mix up with my brain,
Obviously, coming back
He must come back to get my offering through this foul odor
devil circus
The filthy right that is taken off each other opens
A feast of blood
devil circus