Whores that have no hymns hum with their thighs,
And the bees toil for honey smell like the skies,
The hornets need no introduction,
Your taste is better than the gardens growth,
You silly girl,
So make sure you're clean the next time round,
Cause there'll be no second chance if you aren't,
There are rules you know.
A God's heart reversed he sees himself in the mirror,
In the sunlight's grasp the ocean seem to shimmer,
And Judas plucks up the courage to dance.
A lover's letter flows benign,
In a guttural sway,
I sincerely doubt,
She loved you anyway,
Within the milk,
Flowing like the kisses,
Heaven is here.
I wear the flag on my heart as I burn my way through Europe,
You think you are strong,
When my heart is like an island.