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.
Everyone is from somewhere, even if you've never been there.
A sweetly scented angel fell, she laid her head upon my disbelief, and battled with me with her ever smile.
Too many temples where we could worship the beast.
She's a warm fart at Christmas.