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SEX IS A VAMPIRE
WHAT IS THE MATTER WITH THE WHOLE WORLD FALLING
LIKE TWISTED OLD PIPES AND RUBBISH INTO A GRINDING
CRUSHING MACHINE
SOME SAY IT’S MORALS SOME SAY IT’S DECAY OTHERS SAY ITS ALWAYS BEEN THIS WAY
RAVAGING ONE ANOTHER LIKE DALI’S AUTUMN CANNIBALS WE DEVOUR UNTIL WE REGAIN WHAT WE’VE LOST
CAN NEVER BE REGAINED
NOT BY BOTTOMLESS HOPELESS SEARCHING AND SATISFYING OUR EVERY URGE AS THOUGH IT IS OUR RIGHT
WE ARE NOT HEATHENS WE ARE NOT GODS THAT’S FOR SURE
WE ARE THE LEFTOVERS OF A LONG TWISTED HISTORY OF HUMANITY
WHAT WE HAVE IS UNSEEABLE WE HAVE THE LIGHT
THE LIGHT IS SHINNING THROUGH ME TO YOU RIGHT NOW
CAN YOU FEEL ME?
I CAN FEEL YOU AND YOU HAVE ALWAYS BEEN
YOU ALWAYS WILL BE
RIGHT THERE
WITH ME
NOW TAKE MY LOVE AND GIVE IT TO SOMEONE NEW AND I WILL DO THE SAME
WE MUST LET THE LIGHT THROUGH
WE ARE PRISMS AND IT MUST NOT BE IMPRISONED
LOVE IS FLOODING