The altar covered in lifegiving cum the smell of forever running wet c*nts Flesh and sweat dancing bare limbs around the fire the sound of clashing wet bodies and sighs Dry throats and warm blood the rite, the collecting of s**m and milk from young breasts Lust instead of Gods on the altar of masturbating f**in' human flesh Wet limbs lie down to dry in the wind sumbols painted with blood on bare skin Earth now nourished with milk and with cum celebration of nature is done Come sun and gentle rain our gift is made so that the soil can give birth The sead and milk remains in the domains of the deep womb of mother Earth