A man running in the mist of reason

You're vainly trying to get out of the Death's den...


The lust calls you to return but you are fighting with it

Overcoming the fence which's encircled the Castle like a snake

Who resisted the charms of vamps won't hide from the nightmare around

Tell better about your escape to nowhere...


You reach the familiar cemetery

But it's graves are dug out and empty

And the view of erotic phantasmagoria appears ahead

With twisting in filthy poses young Daughters of Lesbian Love


Sappho would be triumphant at watching them

Embracing and kissing in the shade of the enormous slimy creature

Fumbling with it's palpi between their vibrant legs

Giving birth to a symphony of lascivious female moans and screams


You jump into the wet dark grave

And madly masturbate without any forces to restrain yourself

At the moment of orgasm the ground disappears under you

And far below you see the fires of Gehenna


Disgusting stench of burning corpses and sewage beats the nose

You want to get out from the grave but the dirty skies soar up

Screaming and breaking the nails you scratch the soil

But the Darkness which swallowed your shade

Is devouring you like Manticora