Testo Sadist

His pride,
does not permit him to surrender
Vile does not leaves him all the time
Destruction, murders and pain

Sadist creates refuge round oneself
He never will be turned back
Terrible, slaughter, he tills practice of death
Sadistic maniac, here is his name

Serf to own rule
To bloody rule
Among endless days
Fully madness

His vocation is to hold hatchet
To distribute fear and death

Victims caused by him
Did not finish yet to rot
To last forgotten
Confined inside own loneliness
With face cut up with desire

He waits on dawn...