Songtext von My Pain, My Pleasure

When mind suffering reach an ectasy Organism used to pain reach crisis So brain will reffer slowly cuts And blood will come to the boiling point I leave My body to fly high to the sky of pain And fall down slow and deep in the abyss of passion Through my own pain I see real pleasure My body - Created to suffer My soul - Burn in passion Black fields of perversion calling my Name My name!