- Erotic Poetry
- Death of the True Believer
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You ripped away your vestments
Threw them down to the contestants
Oh Father, why?!
Oh Father, why?!
And took me on the alter
Your desire would not falter
Oh Father, why?!
Oh Father, why?!
Was it the Nazi in you?
Was it the cannibal too?
How can I see the world the same?
Now that Mr. Hyde rules the game?
I was once a true believer
In the church of the deceiver
Why Father, why!
Why Father, why!
I gave my soul, my devotion
But you had another notion
Why Father, why!
Why Father, why!
Did you despise my faith so much?
Accursed thing you couldn't touch!
And so this initiation of pain!
Broken glass for you to stain!
You left my blood in the pew
The blood that came from you
Go Father, cry!
Go Father, cry!
Just another soul for the coffer
Until you get a better offer
Go Father, cry!
Go Father, cry!
Do boyish dreams of conquest never end?
Is there nothing real but to pretend?
Or do I try to forgive the flaw
Be another martyr to your law?
No Father! Why!
No Father! Why!
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