Springtime is sorrow, make love Last until the heart is dead Frost on the cracked glass, bleaching purity Ride angel's wings into heaven, Naked flesh a sick sight Vomit into hair of sweat, feed Myself on the lust of humanity Devour orgasms of blood Singing an ode of selfishness Into a sea, putrid recognizance A stench of sex so strong, taste It on my tongue Sweet poison caressing taste Buds until death Decay - corrode from the inside out Rot, melt away - the coating of security Now and forever, burns numbers in my head Cum to my senses, turn back the clock thrice Realization of desperation Suffer virgin flesh - suffer loneliness Together rode the wings of Demons right into hell