Demons creep and crawl out of their grave
They are much more alive than any mortal
Pitty humans feel their soul trembling
As the disgracefull temptation touches it's cornes
The lust is unspeakable
And we are all their vicitim.
God save us all and may reading protect our souls from the real cruel world
In which we are not more than weak.
No more that fragile.
Just broken.