He's watching me watching you watching him watching me watching him watching.
I'll make love to you in all good places, under black mountains and open spaces.
I've tried my best to love you all, all you hypocrites and whores with your eyes on each other and locks on your doors.
Ages passed I knew at last my life had never been.
The doer and the thinker, no allowances for the other, as the failing light illuminates the mercenaries creed.
Everyone is from somewhere, even if you've never been there.