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