Letra de Patricidal Lust

Spill your seed
Into my father's tears
His suffering
All over my body
His flesh
Seared into the object
The scent
Of his chest splayed open
Homoerotic
Patricidal Lust
Let me hold you in my arms one more time
Rest my head in your guts
I am held in blood
Warmth, sanguine, sublime
Fetishization
To bind Desire
Into chasms of suffering
Where the dead
Meet the living
And the impossible object
Burn of my father's tears and guts
Becomes my only true love
Lifeless, an object
Forever mourning in lust
An object, my only true love
Lust begins to wither
Then begins to splinter
From fetish to perversion
From mourning to elation
Emerged from his rectal cage
To breath the stench, the air, the passage
The object discovered dead
My palms turn skyward, loss of head
Emerge from the haven of his guts
From constant mourning
And fixation on my lust
Ancient forms, polymorphous rites
The sea, the wind
The world devoid
Of sexuality...