Red evil eyes see right through me.
My shadow dances on the wall.
That's how I live, sin after sin.
Sometimes I feel like Satan's doll.
Lust, vanity, pride, blasphemy
And so on, that's how I confess.
The priests' curses don't bother me.
In the midst of vice I feel blessed.
Burn your indulgence, reverends!
We live once, so I live for fun.
Let 808 bit make me dance
Until I die like Dorian...