Consecrated.

Confess your sins here,

Pray before me on your knees with your tongue out,

Let me bind your wrists with rosary beads, my child,

And we´ll begin our own midnight mass,

Let me open you up on the altar,

Let me desecrate you, degrade you, defile you,

We´ll bruise your lips under the colors of the stained glass,

We´ll bite and scratch and tear under the shadow of candle light,

We´ll spill your blood into the chalice,

Mixed in with the cheapest of red wines,

Drunk on lust in the presence of a Spirit,

Desecrated under the eyes of our Lord Jesus Christ,

No holy water could ever wash away this kind of sin.