It is good to be pricked by the thorns of love
but my wrath will not be swayed
like the feathers of a dove

this cut runs deep and continues to bleed
your desire for attention second only to your greed

Awakening beckons
yet still you are blind
Karma is calling
she will not be kind.

Remember Love, but remember this too
my anger over offenses is long overdue!

You speak to me as if you're my King!--
but peasant speech is all you sing;
clangling loudly like a gong in open air
Christ you are so daftly unaware;
it shall cause me great happiness to see you kneel
at my feet like a lonesome eel--

so take your melody and leave me be
your insincere tone will never set me free
take your charm--better used on *****
***** in drag what a convoluted plot!

and take your love it was soiled from the start!
devoid of feeling
you have no heart--let them swoon
in ignorant bliss
clambering blindly for just one kiss--
the kiss of a fool, a ***** a *****!

the kiss of a wolf is sheepish decor....