Incestuous Breath
Born in a squirt of a mother whore
Left, the liquid redeemer
Trembling in a pool of blood, kneaded by fear
The sin is on me, the sin is on me
Purifies the son
And breath this incestuous sin
Impure, impure child
Son of perdition
Eyes injected of hate
Veiled and burning
Impure, impure child
Son of perdition
The color is black
Impossible to pacify
Here I am, the servant, the shame
The bastard in this corrupted life
The unborn, the plague
The squirt of rage