All through the day, smiles and great del-ore
As if all troubles were to have been cleansed by
your hollow chirps and acidic piss
That only the finest feasts can bring about.
But, Nothing gives me most sexual pleasure then to see the flames dim
and the shadow cast over your forsaken faces
Watch me when i wave a good morning to my eager guests
and how rude of you to respond with
I'm sorry have we met before
Especially when they have been waiting to see you, all day long.
How come you spread your shy feathers over your face, friend.
at such a splendid moment
Allow me to rip them from your skin
And leave you Naked by my bed side.
No worry, we are all bare here
It no funny when theres smoke in my mirror ,friend.
At last, let the last mirror crack into crystallized dust
when the last dove breaks free from the dungeon
within my mind
May the dust rain over our wrists
and make the red water flow down our corps,
and the darkness fill its place and flow through our veins
How wonderful it is to dance over a new light my friend
see, we have excited our guests, friend.
Their sounds vibrate like crying mad dogs
May we give them what they want.
Or May we pull down the curtains and pull in my doves back in.
How exciting it is to see my horned guest plead for some of my sanity.
But as you might have noticed
Im not one to tolerate someones shit for very long.