Her auburn hair and pale skin
Fire on winter snow
My heart and my hopes burn there

Sparkle in your eye
As you walk by
I smell your scent
And feel your intent
Honey on my tongue
Genetics in my gun
Loaded and locked
Never half-cocked
Flesh full of blood
Mind full of mud
Harder and stronger
Slower and longer
Lie back, open wide
Guide me inside
Just one night
Hold on tight
Coming undone
Together as one

What's the point?
a nice house,
a conservatory,
a 4K television,
a loft conversion,
a beautiful bathroom,
a pretty garden,
a garden-grill ten feet from
a fully-fitted kitchen,
organic box deliveries every week,
holidays abroad every year,
a shiny car with heated seats

It's all just ******* ****
that you'll spend the best hours
of the best days
of your ONLY life,
Bent double over
a desk or
a machine or
a counter
to earn the money
to pay for it all
before you die
What's the point?

Dance, you little worm and
keep that smile on your face,
Because I know how to keep
the likes of you in your place

Spend your best years jumping through
my flaming hoops of fire,
Until you're old and of no use
And begging to expire

Now just do as your told and
there'll be nothing to fear,
Or I'll steal your children
and all you hold dear

Mindless entertainment,
Money, *** and war,
Will keep you dumb and scared
and in a state of shock and awe

So take this crap and worship it
because it's all you're going to get,
You're nothing to me remember
you worthless marionette.

I've poisoned the air, the water,
and the seeds you grow and eat,
My flames are everywhere now
and there's no escaping the heat

I'm in your mouth, your hair,
your eyes and, of course, your heart,
Come in now, your time is up
And mine's about to start...