Her father lies bleeding, his blood on my hands   Gratitude apparent, her sobs turn to signs of relief      Touching her tear-stained cheek, gazing deeply into her eyes   she worships me as a god   We embrace passionately on the floor, spreading her legs   My fantasy fleshed forever....      I shove myself gently into her, gasping she smiles and cries   Her blood streams from the vagina, she used to be a virgin whore   (Fucking her, this is my Fantasy!)   Father knew better than to take that away   His dick only went in her mouth and her ass   I am the one whom she'll remember always   As he who made her tremble with first orgasm      My body now growing numb I don't know why   I can feel my insides changing into...a god   (What is wrong? Who am I becoming?)   I become her Jesus in the flesh   Blood on my hands pouring from gaping holes      She gets to fuck me! The Son of God!   A fantasy she has for pain I inflict   My hands slide up her breasts so slowly   And constrict around her neck tightly...      Cartilage and veins popping, her expression is delight   As I climax, my thorny crown drops upon her bloated face      Suddenly her Christ is gone and so is she   He took away my only passion in life   And now all I have is a pile of broken flesh   His possession has robbed me, and all I feel is hate...      CHRIST, I FUCKING HATE YOU!!!   CHRIST, I FUCKING HATE YOU!!!   CHRIST, I FUCKING HATE YOU!!!