Rotten heart of christ acolyte,Splendour addict and liberal eyes,
Seeking the arcade of aristocrat,As parable never illuminate.
Frosty dogma gored pilgrim's faith,Perfect host for parasitic Pharisee cold,
To play the traitor scene,Golgoth paved with a kiss.
Lapse the holiness,Who once a baptized soul,
And weep beside a murdering tree,Mental smoulder for future suicide.
Give up the ghost by noose,Horde of Grace angel,mocked martyr without crown.
ISKARIOT,the one i love.
