Masturbating The Mayhem

Scornfully I have once curs'd thee. 
Now ye mayhem hath quench'd my thirst for thy souls. 
Now shall I take what I see. 
Luscious flesh yearneth to be penetratéd. 
Virgin bodies, pure, without the blemish of thy faith. 
Sheer lust burneth ye skin. 
Sinful groaning may I harvest. 
Thou, believer of my prophécy, I do invite thee to blaspheme with me: Wilt thou sin in company of mine? 
Extinguish'd is the earthes scum... Now the free spirits may bloom.