The seducement:  Thought I was so near that beauty  That I sensed her perfume and fear  She dresseth in a scarlet dress, flaming as the  Wind blows  Her silhouette against the sunset  So dark,so cold    I felt the rush in my veins  -when my hands touched her neck  I tried to make her please me  -and to say my name  But oh, what a pity  -she took her last breath  Her eyes wide open  -I released her soul in death    The victory:  Should I excuse my vulgar manners  As I dare to please your naked breasts  With filthy fingers, I leave my marks all over you  Near madness I'm reaching for my ecstasy  When I cut her nails and hair  Shall they be my profit    The repentant:    Thought I was so bitter of my regrets  So sweet was her scent, a flower in bloom  It was one of my own secrets  So why are they judging me into doom    Lord of darkness, I hunt you down    I cry for those who have suffered for my needs  My wounds are so deep  As I bleed for my sins  My sins will be atone for  Misery in blasphemy  Suffering souls in grief  Join with me in death