The touch of rubber and clatter of chains, electric pulses from the brain, the ardour flowing

Through the nerves, a passage to eleventh heaven, pulses travel through chaotic seas

Painting the eyes with different scenes, visions bouncing back and forth like laser beams...



The Sadovenus, open her veils, the veils to the art of pain...



Riding, diving, up and down the waves of pleasure and pain

Climbing, sliding, the black silver rainbow from skin to brain

The beauty of pain, the angel in chains, underlying monsters will exacerbate

The beauty of pain, the angel in chains, dark side of Venus burns like a flame



Deep in the dark abyss in the fountain of Sodom roars thye jailed beast under a thin exogenous web

Out of the dungeon the nightside calls, the beast crawls and the art unfolds

The man of moral and righteousness hides face in shame