Darkness of the deepest kind
With roots of hatred and fear...

Sweet scented lilacs tumble
From the rose-tinted wind...

Tequila Makes Her Clothes Fall Off
"Them pantyhose ain't gonna last too long...

You, my hooded falcon,
Once creened promises of love...

So I condemn myself to the flaming
Brands that daily flail my soul...

The sweet intoxicating scent of
Your perfume weaves its melody...