gutted - dreadful stories from the past lyrics
“these stories are about me and a part of my priesthood
these events happened to me, somewhere in the distant past,
at three different places and times
a shrink got them out of me, because i couldn’t take the burden inside anymore!
the first story takes place in the 18 hundreds, somewhere in europe.
i was celebrating a m-ss in a small town. many came to the m-ss
believing in god and his son
the most came to the sunday m-ss. this is where i met this little boy,
who made me do what n-body had before…
i liked his smile and his innocence shinning out of him
at night i could only think of him.
there was no night without thinking of him – these were erotic dreams, the most brutal kind
one morning i couldn’t take it any longer, i grabbed my stiff p-n-s
it was hard every morning, but that time it was somewhat more urging
i started slowly pulling at it, while thinking about this little boy
beautiful eyes, soft lips, virgin with a tight -n-s.
i imagined him touching my p-n-s with his mouth, and the slowly sitting on it.
i thought he liked it too, so i imagined him with a smiling face.
at this moment my sperm squirts on any stomach ruining my fantasies.
suddenly everything fades into darkness.
the next day i learned they moved away to another village
never seen him ever since.
i kept masturbating till the end of my life
then i was caught by my priestmates and they beat me to death right away…
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