Striving through my wood with my wolve beside me in the night of the wolve-moon. Reaching the woods borders with great overview to the village below. All the lights down there.... all the small and big pussys living there... You are all MINE!!!!!

I am the satyr, the creature of the woods, servant of great Pan and Dyonysos, Bacchus and Satan.......

I will have everyone of you down there that is tempting me, no matter of age or religion......... I will take over your mind and make you living out all your secret desires with me and to fullfill all my desires, no matter what you hink about it. You will follow my desires in sweet horny obedience and will have the climaxes of your life.....

Let summon the deamons of lus now, my wolve. Let us howl as deep and as loud as we can........... to the wolve-moon. In desire, in lust, in power....

Yes, wild animal, black devil, wild creature. Have you smelled somethin8g of your desire? You are digging like a maniac in the ground, sicking your nose into the hole, grumping and sniffing wildly......... like I desire to do at the female human creatures out there........

Ripping their closes off like you ripp off the gras and the ground, and than sticking my nose into their temting fuming treasures like you, grumping and sniffing wild one......

You are all MINE!!!!!