Comrade

He approached him on a train He was innocent and pure This beautiful little boy Was his prey With a hypnotic look He seduced his confidence Promising a good meal "Follow me, don't worry, I'm a teacher" He took him by the hand His child's smile And his innocent eyes Trust him I'll never be an adult Cuz you were on my way On my way From his leather bag He pulled out the knife Innocence met terror When he laid him In this forest Extended there The wounds are numerous But shallow The mutilation Will begin The deep sense of domination Stokes his sexual desires His innocence I'll never be an adult Cuz you were on my way On my way His innocence His body His life The monster shoots himself at sadism He bites and eats The genitals The monster was A great dominant I'll never be an adult Cuz you were on my way On my way (Par dessus) His innocence His body His life