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I washed your blood off my hands
In my mind is the cross, it is empty
I am dreaming to see the torment
And the bones, when the crucifix crunches

Enjoy the alive flesh
That, which lives in the world
In the world of dirt of Jesus's pain
The pain of impotent being

I gave you the enjoyment
The pleasure of the sacred pain
You remember it one second
And it goes with you in another world

After that I begin to cry
Embracing sadistically my cross
Spots of blood on it will be talking
In expectation of the next masses

Oh, my sadistic cross!

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