The party for the long dead god if you will
The mass for the approaching years start
Dreamt up for the pleasure of some ladies
Speak and then not to speak are there games
Love is long begone from my sides pillow
These horrible games of you can you can't
used buy you for your own pleasure and sorrow
life on earths begotten filth ridden dirt and water
I will never be used by the female spirit of desire
be broken by the wits end of nothing ever done
Bastards of lifes bad deeds broken in the minds eye
Then spoken to like a whore of life and death again and again
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