Torturing a Feeble Priest

Torturing A Feeble Priest
He weeps like a lamb to the slaughter
cast down from his blooddrenched skies
slowly we sail across the river styx
and i hold up his head by the hair
The godforsaken water is bloodred
and the ruler of chaos stands ashore
he spreads out his blackened wings
and blasphemes sadistically the priest
I drag the worthless priest ashore
he screams endlessly in naked fear
i am an eternal veil of evil torture
and i take pleasure in his agony
He is being crucified upon a cross
and boiling blood is poured upon him
his face explodes in bursting heat
as i whip his soul a thousand times