Got that crooked nose and spine

Got the reason to my rhyme

Got the angels and the mime

Of a neverending lie

Unfathomable times of need

Unquenchable need to bleed

Believe

Hold the sceptre and the cross

The napalm and the books

Clutch the velvet and the silk

The diamonds and the silt

Home.

Believe in me, like I want you to

Trust in me like I want you to

Leave me like I want you to

Deceive me, like I want you to

And I love you too

With the apples and the trees

The cure and the disease

The flowers and the axe

Never coming back.