In the coarse of life my path doth stray,
malice fills the miles.
With virtue vanquished, vice rewarded,
I shall be most vile.
Hedonism fills our world.
in excesses we revel.
Depravity is bought and sold,
in madness we excel.
The wretched masses fall by scores,
fodder for the fire.
They exist for but one purpose,
to service our desire.
The screams of pleasure spawn by pain,
a symphony of fears.
A thirst invasive fills my mind,
only quenched by tears.
Come to me and play a game,
it's called morality.
You are a pawn within my world,
of sexual depravity.
William VanDorin �2001
