The touch of rubber and clatter of chains, electric pulses from the brain, the
ardour flowing
Through the nerves, a passage to eleventh heaven, pulses
travel through chaotic seas
Painting the eyes with different scenes,
visions bouncing back and forth like laser beams...
The Sadovenus,
open her veils, the veils to the art of pain...
Riding, diving, up
and down the waves of pleasure and pain
Climbing, sliding, the black
silver rainbow from skin to brain
The beauty of pain, the angel in
chains, underlying monsters will exacerbate
The beauty of pain, the angel
in chains, dark side of Venus burns like a flame
Deep in the dark
abyss in the fountain of Sodom roars thye jailed beast under a thin exogenous
web
Out of the dungeon the nightside calls, the beast crawls and the art
unfolds
The man of moral and righteousness hides face in shame
