The touch of rubber and clatter of chains, electric pulses from the brain, the ardour flowing Through the nerves, a passage to eleventh heaven, pulses travel through chaotic seas Painting the eyes with different scenes, visions bouncing back and forth like laser beams... The Sadovenus, open her veils, the veils to the art of pain... Riding, diving, up and down the waves of pleasure and pain Climbing, sliding, the black silver rainbow from skin to brain The beauty of pain, the angel in chains, underlying monsters will exacerbate The beauty of pain, the angel in chains, dark side of Venus burns like a flame Deep in the dark abyss in the fountain of Sodom roars thye jailed beast under a thin exogenous web Out of the dungeon the nightside calls, the beast crawls and the art unfolds The man of moral and righteousness hides face in shame