I am the thousand storms of the black heart
I am the desert of redemption
I soar on dead wings of sin

I am freedom with cracked virginity
arrows of my erection, fade to hear me
but the ones who came with fear and hate

Kiss me!
Deep, long and hard

those who summon

be the scheme at the jinx of jewish fairy tales
is salt upon every soul held by your life

And I wonder
who seeks desolation
to my eyes, holds a vision
embrace last away

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