Breath! Receive these chains for a life long, already stained in blood and tears. Born in dirt and fear, another candidate for misery. [bad word] will follow blood... The face permanently under the surface, inhaling fallacy miasmata, here begins the long loss. Your ceremony has just started, [bad word] to [bad word] #33; Behold the purity of the lamb, new-born and virgin of any sin. He holds them deep in his soul. Soon to be soiled, the immaculate robe! Mother! Your womb is nothing but a cementery, a pile of bloody flesh fertilized by the black sperm... Closed are the doors to the native rotten placenta, which fed the new-born son with its last sanguine drops. Son of human love, the larva wails and screams, unaware of the storms toc ome, soon to creep under kicks, soon to feel the grip, that makes all of us dance on the dead notes of His genetic symphony. Worse and worse... There can't be any other way, there can't be any salvation without genuflexion. Brought forth to the circle of life, like an [bad word] for retardss, we will find a role for the [bad word]  We just need more abused children...