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