Sangtekst: Guilthee. Homunculus Paradoxon. Red-Hand Succubi Theory.

[SCENE II]
[Laboratory. The succubi and THE MASTER are working.]

[SUCCUBI]
Just let me smell your blood
Then the silent one started to whisper:
Your flesh is mine too,
Your blood is mine too, sister.
Ssshh... Lock the door... Don?t scream...

[CHRONICLER]
Beyond the centuries there there was
An obnoxious soiled laboratory.
One of Father Satan?s slaves
Tried to test a deformity.

[RED-HAND-SUCCUBUS]
So many tubes,
Obscure liquid infectious aphrodisiac.

[SUCCUBI]
So many disasters, too much failure.
Hallow voices sing: don?t turn back!
Give birth to Incest!

[SISTER SUCCUBUS]
A maniac starts a warfare, creates a hybrid

[SUCCUBI]
Monster, against fragile nature.
[The creature is born from the flask and the harvested young man seeds.]

[RED-HAND-SUCCUBUS]
I see pools of blood, feel like buried.
A part of me is rising from hideous chemistry.

[Watching the crawling creature.]

She crawls on the floor closer,
Wants to be connected.

[SUCCUBI]
Sibling? Enemy?

[SISTER SUCCUBUS]
Leech, but deadly wounded.

[RED-HAND-SUCCUBUS]
Genetic malformation.
I never thought I?ll go into madness.
My cells are yearn into the sweet flames.

(Mad warble...)

[SUCCUBI]
Nothing comes for free.
Illegal anatomy resulted in abomination,
King of sin will punish us, reunite us
Inside/outside my/your brain!

[RED-HAND-SUCCUBUS]
We both are human!

[CREATURE]
Oh, wretch that I am!
No human eye would see you again!

[RED-HAND-SUCCUBUS]
I?m a masterpiece!

[CREATURE]
Just leave me to die!
Dippel?s oil neither saves your life.

[SISTER SUCCUBUS]
You have to terrible...

[RED-HAND-SUCCUBUS]
...Price to pay? Our tale is a demon?s ceremony.

[SISTER SUCCUBUS]
You?re my sweet donor.

[RED-HAND-SUCCUBUS]
Soon I?ll be...

[CREATURE]
Just blow my corpse up and leave me!

[SUCCUBI]
[Setting the creature on fire with a torch.]
Die again! Die again!
You lusus naturae with damned red hands!