August 12, 2004

Holocaust of Flesh

Amnesia overdrive
Near the paraphilia ride
For a surf over the depression tide
Leave your pervert rhyme
Your homosapiens is overthrown
Get drowned!
Get dawned!
Get sheltered in books
Within the lines and binds
Oh! Blessed is the mother of words,
Holy and heathen,
Who in her shadows
We call our demons.

Posted by Shervin at August 12, 2004 05:15 AM
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