shadow, I prowl these decadent streets,
 Perversion, degradation my soulmates.
 An observer, I'm admist the innocent weak,
 My fascinations are salacious and unchaste.
 This netherworld of carnality is my existance,
 I don't walk alone, for this is my home,
 And my subsistence. 

 I silently drift through these darkened paths,
 I'm a witness to human psyche in decay.
 There's nothing here but burnt-out bodies and souls,
 breeding ground for the depraved.
 I've plunged beyond the sickest depths of [bad word] 
 What is normal to me is far beneath what is seen as
 mere "obscenity". 

 Can you feel the pain
 Of these souls deranged?
 Can you feel the pain
 I have lived inside
 These pathetic minds
 And it's menacing Psychosis
 And lust is
 So dangerous
 Sexuality
 At its most diseased
 Has enslaved us... 

 I wish I could give you severe details,
 But now's not the time nor the place.
 I've sojourned through the [bad word] zones,
 And been invovled in acts that are debased.
 Virtuous lives are [bad word] in this malevolent den of thieves,
 There's no escape from the abduction and rape
 of virginity. 

 Scenic nightmares of [bad word] self-indulgence,
 Nothing is sacred, especially life.
 [bad word] share my amorality,
 With the hookers and the hustlers that stalk the night.
 Shocking, disgusting displays of human indignities, 
 Anything can be achieced in ual iniquities. 

 Can you feel the pain
 Of these souls deranged?
 Can you feel the pain
 I have lived inside
 These pathetic minds
 And it's menacing
 Psychosis
 And lust is
 So dangerous
 Sexuality
 At its most diseased
 Has enslaved us... 

 I've been seduced into this realm,
 Why? I cannot say...
 I've cleansed myself from all that's pure,
 I've now incurred disgrace.
 I can't put my finger on the attraction,
 I'm not an anomaly.
 In my domain of abomination, Psychoualuty... 

 I have a personal obsession with pain,
 Dealing, receiving, to me it's the same,
 It's a tragic game [bad word] that goes unrestrained,
 To others this pleasure may be insane,
 Or at the least profane 

 Virgins forced to perform unspeakable deeds,
 Immaculate youth placed in impurity.
 The screams of pain, I have heard the screams
 Of quiet exits, but forced entry.
 Desperate souls of one accord,
 With their lives in this sordid world 

 Women defiled for that vein-numbing fix,
 Bestiality, this is sick.
 [bad word] disgust,
 Grotesque forays into macabre lusts.
 Why am I here? I've been drawn,
 In this shameless world I belong... 

 Can you feel the pain
 Of these souls deranged?
 Can you feel the pain
 I have lived inside
 These pathetic minds
 And it's menacing
 Psychosis
 And lust is
 So dangerous
 Sexuality
 At its most diseased
 Has enslaved us... 

 Men who pluck children from their families,
 Teaching a man's [bad word] quot; to this younger breed.
 To the black-market, parents sell their young under eight,
 Anything older out here is too late,
 Adolescence their fate... 

 Snuff films with their discreet mutiliations,
 Anonymous fiends and confused, unwilling victims.
 Desecrating unblemished bodies and minds,
 Breaking and torturing, then ending their lives,
 I have watched them die... 

 You've been given a glimpse of this pornographic scene,
 Some of it scares me, all of it excites me.
 This is my horrible, demented [bad word] 
 Once you're trapped down here I wish you well.
 Why am I here? I've been drawn,
 But honestly, do I belong?... 

 Can you feel the pain
 Of these souls deranged?
 Can you feel the pain
 I've been trapped inside
 These pathetic minds
 And it's menacing
 Psychosis
 And lust