The many pleasures of the fleash consummate my self indulgences nA being so beautiful as you tingles the senses and pushes one to defilement nLike the lamb to the slaughter what terrible things I would do to you, nnYou are so beautiful; I bathe myself in the entrails of you nSubmerge myself in your blood and wear your flesh, you are so fucking beautiful nYou are so beautiful; I bathe myself in the entrails of you nnEntangeld in a pile of flesh and blood warm yet cold at the same time nNow is the time to reflect on what could have been nVisions of delirium and blurs of misleading laughter cry out nAt one moment the words that were once spoken muffled by the distance of passing soon become clear nnYou are so beautiful; I bathe myself in the entrails of you nSubmerge myself in your blood and wear your flesh, you are so fucking beautiful nYou are so beautiful; I bathe myself in the entrails of you nnWith the last whispers of breath left upon your lips nYou still reach to call out as if to say something that once was meant nBut it distorts my ears as it has no meaning anymore nnWhat was that you were saying? I can't hear you nSpeak up, what? Still not understanding nSorry, Goodbye, goodbye