In western porcelain haze we dance flameco on frozen lakes and make wrongs into rights and rights into wrongs forked minds and forked tongues hurrah Nihilism rules ok
Western Express to me your innocence means nothing the thieves are underdogs and ivories are sterlings dare you protest at your peril we do twist and **** drop
Goddesses West rules in fleece to fleece at whims et wills vast in one sided naratives in gilded poison chalice touch us and drink from our parts as we wash your minds
Hear fables of the west sing of muddy waters and smears wreck havoc destructions and pull wool over eyes the truth is only what we say it is and lying is what we do