I like blood very much
But it must flow from a living body
I was quenched by my own blood,
The sooniest
I was inducing pleasure to myself
I tortured mute animals later on,
Their pain was more beautiful than mine
But it still didn't meet my terms
Until I tormented the small boy
From the neighbourhood
I am afraid of the dead ones
Their blood is different
The new horizonts have opened for me
And it unleashed my fear at the same time
| # | Top 4 Sanatorium | 
|---|---|
| 1 | Sanatorium - The False Prophet | 
| 2 | Sanatorium - Dunwich Morgue | 
| 3 | Sanatorium - Killing | 
| 4 | Sanatorium - Internal Womb Cannibalism |