The clouds.

He raised his own guards from a mad dog that only bites people and grows into an M attack, a body that he washes in cold water with his own hands, a whip and a kiss, and now he puts a knife to his throat, and he gets a hard-on. I've been in his high and mighty king's body for so many years, has His Majesty wanted me to be fucked by his own dog, and XUE water with semen in the pool, and the Emperor is held on a cold stone, and the dragon robes are torn apart, and his legs are torn open, and he's to cry for forgiveness, and the son of a bitch who's the best at play, kneeling in the day, and the Lord in the night.