Your misery is worn as a veil

To hide bewitchment of the ugliest kind

In place of eve a bitter parody hails

Daggers from the swagger

Of a sodomite's concubine

Bine (Bine)



Gilded cunt

Oh, you gilded cunt



Your thin pretence overstretched and sickly

Feigns love and light a long time laid in the grave

My preference leans to killing you quickly

Scissored in the gizzard

That a heart no more maintains



But I am tied

To the labyrinth and the beast

The one-way track of eyes

Black and grey like panzers



Loose your shell

Shoot the mouth

The gates of hell

Have often dropped their jaws about

Satan's agents were perversion to bear

Side to side with their diversions

You use to guide my fingers there



Dirty little gold digger

Dirty little gold digger

Dirty little gold digger

Dirty little gold digger

Dirty little gold digger

Dirty little gold digger



Cunt (Cunt)

Gilded cunt

Oh, you gilded cunt

Cunt

Cunt



Nothing is above you save a boreal light

That halo paid for by a consummated ring of ice

And below you, will I see you tonight

Glower from your tower

Built of ivory and spite?



For I am torn

Between the sheets that keep me borne

And the teeth of a storm

They reap then rape my stanzas



Click your heels

Three times six

The stars are fixed

May I climb and get you one?

The palace at Versailles never held your tongue

Nor did heaven ever weather

The crosses that you came upon



Dirty little soul frigger

Dirty little soul frigger

Dirty little soul frigger

Dirty little soul frigger

Dirty little soul frigger

Dirty little soul frigger



Cunt (Cunt)

Gilded cunt

Oh, you gilded cunt

Cunt

Cunt