When the freezing turbulence of dawn fastens
around my whole body,
You talk dirty to me with your heinous smile like a merciful
boy monk listening to the sounds of landscapes
This fellow is always approaching me that way
I've already known that, but I play with a feast of flesh again,
hide with my hands a unsightly jutting pubis bone
which is already cut to pieces
As if, being a virgin, I see him with a heinous smile,
He is already peeling the skin off my stomach with a
tiny sharp razor carefully feels like coming
Finally, when he peels off all my skin,
I will beat to pieces his strong, tough head and
imprint it into my skin
On the climax there,
I start my work longing for
Pulling out my costa, I stick it into his head
And I throw him down bleeding white blood
With a pain to my pubis