Misuse their bodies

"My desire is unbearable.
I can't control it.
I've convinced myself that it won't subside.
The accusations unfold and accumulate.
My actions have only one word.
Attrition's not enough
there's only one thing to do.
Rise!
I will plead for penitence to repent for my vice.
It will be my penance to crack the 'Whip of Lust.'
I will be redeemed and rise!"

You are safe for now.
Someday, the story will unfold.
Until then, you'll have to live with yourself
press your lips to the cross.

"It could have stopped, if only I did.
I confessed too late, now no one will forgive.
But I won't let it go, won't let it be.
This time I could fight this.
I won't let it change me at all.
I won't let it force me into it.
I can pull myself above my mired life!
It will be for the best when they know I'm gone
I will rise.
Rise!"

Behind closed doors inside a monk's robe,
panic bristles the hairs you try to maintain
as you take what you want.