Late Night, Red Wine Blight

Enslavement Of Beauty

Craving hands carved in my back
If love was present I'd make it crack
Cynical tripping from here to there
It'll turn out less painful if I don't care

Sweetest dearie
Mother Mary
ramble, rumble
the sanguine stumble

Discipline
disciple queen
smell the pyre
death rate dire

I trance in a cynic snakepit eden
The apple of sin seems so easy to sell
I need no love to define this climax
All I need is pure Hollywood hell

Love is dead and hate ruins the set
Eve goes down on the fair Juliet
Date rape dogma and hell supreme
I am the artist that paints the extreme

Rapping simmer
always shimmer
scent the quibble
always nibble

Solve the quiz
with a kiss
kiss the hustle
solve the puzzle

Taste the mire
lust, desire
rape and struggle
finally snuggle

I trance in a cynic snake pit eden
The apple of sin seems so easy to sell
I need no love to define this climax
All I need is pure Hollywood hell

Solve the quiz with a kiss
kiss the hustle, solve the puzzle

The artifice virginal air became the odor of sinful obsession
we subsequently trespassed the boundaries of apt behavior
A midwinter night's gleam, almost bereaved of sympathy
we drank from all those feeble hearts, we were the masters of deceit

Bohemian soul mates in violent rapture, way beyond the mortal surface
The temptress and Mr Misery, a twosome of unhibited grace days
we traduced the world with a touch of havoc; fuck everything
She painted the drifting cupid and crowned me; the tranquil king

I recall the glorious days of our malignant midwinter murders
Oh, how benignly malignant we were
I recall the fragrance of our malignant midwinter murders
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Bohemian soul mates in violent rapture, way beyond the mortal surface
The temptress and me, a twosome of unhibited grace days
we traduced the world with a touch of havoc; fuck everything
She painted the drifting cupid and crowned me; the tranquil king