The Death Of Father

To the sisterhood of the pornographic force

I raise this case to bring an end to our wars

We have not been enemies all the way

Remember our delights in the wild green bay

Father separated us in the garden you know

Father fooled us we were siblings long ago

Father is in my hands drowned in apple juice

Accused and deemed to admit his abuse

In my solitude and forest the sun bleeds red

In a few seconds Father will be dead

Warm from the womb I will greet the stars

Finally reborn and cleansed of my scars

Two decades as an eremite deprived of my right

To be part of the brotherhood of the mystic light

To make Father understand how much I missed

His punishment is hard

The penalty is this

Reap as you have sown

Go on your own

Take your evil with you and die alone

The firearms glow white in the hands of the hurt

Black horses drag Father through the dirt

Sister, let us love when the lights are low

Don't ever wait for the night to go

In black hole solitude my hope glows white

Father has ceased his hold on our light

His death is my rebirth, the birth I never had

No wonder why our love turned out bad

Let us move out through the foyers and portals

Move on through the vulva of immortals

Sister, let us love when the lights are low

Don't wait for the night to go

In black hole solitude my hope glows white

Father has ceased his hold on our light