Streaks Of Blood (Baphomet)

Christ
 The suffering and misery that I endure
 to harbor thoughts so brizzare
 beyond impure
 Mother, I'm here
 to do all the
 things that you long
 for me to do
 I love when we're
 in our reside alone late
 at night and you embrace me
 Now you found another
 to do all the things that
 we used to do at night
 in our room
 Now I experience sexual
 neglect at 10 years old
 Now your life means nothing to me
 after all the pain you caused me
 Just to see you with another guy
 I guess I'm the only one was just a lie
 I confront you with sexual trunstration built up inside
 of me but you deny the pleasure
 you'll now die in vain
 The suffering and misery
 that I endure to see your
 streaks ob blood still run
 down the wall
 You can now not leave me
 but your death was not in vain
 even though your body's cold
 I can still enjoy you in death
 Mother