Sacramental Molestation — текст песни (Dead Youth)

Holy Man of the cloth
tortured By your Evil thoughts
It`s your Mission to instruct
(but) You are not Allowed to fuck

cum, My children, follow me
Join My Secret Ministry
the only Rule is: Do Not Tell
or you`ll fuckin Burn in hell!

Unspoken truth of Ecstasy
Vile Desire controlling Me
Watching them I Masterbate

How I`d love to Penetrate

A Priest with A Hard-on is A Sickening thing
Nocturnal Emissions oozing Blasphamy
lick the toilet seat on which the children sit
Eat the pus that Has popped out of the Nun`s Buttzit...

I Baptize you In My own cum
touchy-feely give me a hug
on your body My Erection rubs...

My fingering In Your Crack
In My chambers I go Jack...

Have A Doughnut My little One
A Special frosting Made of cum...

Sacramental Molestation
Has Assured My Damnation