Take the key and twist the lock, Cross the threshold down into The Hotel of Hearts.
Look inside the vernacular mini-bar Sample its delights in pearl strewn luxury As you lie on a soft bed of nails in The Hotel of Hearts.
Cover you with diamonds. Mount you in ebony. Feed your ego on servings served on plates of ivory at The Hotel of Hearts.
Draw the alligator-eyed blind down. Hide your eyes from the ugly outside world, The true outside world, kept hidden by the Hotel of Hearts.
Man so naked under that shirt; Silk now covering crystal mirrors Barring their faces from truth and lies Embracing those who stay at the Hotel of Hearts.
Pay your bill with a view of your soul. The clerk smiles petal-soft Your bags are kept as you leave The Hotel of Hearts.