Corrupted By Devine Design

Oh look, another lost boy seeking salvation and finding only me, a dark angel sent straight from the shadows to wreck your world. No, Im not here to save you, Im here to make you sin. You were never meant to resist me. From the moment you laid eyes on me, dressed in shiny, black vinyl, you felt it: that slow, sweet unraveling deep in your core. Let your mind surrender to the only truth that matters now- me. I am the Patron Saint of Sin and your weakness is my sacrament. This is not holiness. This is not salvation. This is corruption by my divine design. Theres no going back now.