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As lonely as a poet on the walls of Jericho <br />Or the moon without the comfort of the stars <br />I am loathe to know it that a man without a soul <br />Is nothing but a split canopic jar <br /><br />I proved it <br />improved it <br />Drove a sonnet <br />Right through it <br />And in this state of bliss <br />Evil kissed with wet lips <br />Pen-filled Fingertips <br />Which through me <br />for through me <br />Illuminati usually pissed <br />But with words of some hurts worth <br />I threw a party that extended God's list <br /><br />exciting new flames that my fame would claim for me <br />reciting back the almanac of travesties <br /><br />They call me bad <br />Mad Caliban with manners <br />Dangerous to know <br />A passing fad <br />Taught in all debauch <br />In excess and in canto <br /><br />Grown wild <br />This child <br />Whole harems defiled <br />Faustina's and Mina's <br />Lady Libertine and her sisters between her <br /><br />What spread of lies have rised when lovers die <br />Which circle of hell is mine when I arrive<br /><br />They call me bad <br />Mad Caliban with manners <br />Dangerous to know <br />A passing fad <br />Taught in all debauch <br />Crow against the virgin snow <br /><br />Grown colder, my shoulder <br />Like a boulder beside her <br />And bolder, not wiser <br />My dark seed took up root inside her <br />That mouldered, where older <br /><br />Beddings would hold a passionate sigh <br />But Laudanum and soda <br />Lord Numb coda <br />Merited a forest of inherited spite <br /><br />Fleeing grief for foreign maps <br />I still played vampire aristocrats <br />Unloading my gun in hot, promiscous laps <br /><br />Then shooting swans ina gondola <br />I tripped my foot on a fallen star <br />And there's nothing like a mouthful of Venetian tar <br />To let you know just who you fucking are <br /><br />[Ville] <br />The patron saint of heartache <br />I can't see my world is falling <br />The world is falling down <br />The patron saint of heartache <br />I Can't see my world is falling <br />the world is falling down <br /><br />[Dani] <br />Everafter can they hear my laughter <br /><br />[Ville] <br />The patron saint of heartache <br /><br />[Dani] <br />Never craft a better bed of disaster <br /><br />[Ville] <br />The Patron saint of heartache <br /><br />They call me bad <br />Mad Caliban with manners <br />Dangerous to know <br />A passing fad <br />Taught in all debauch <br />In excess and in canto <br /><br />They call me bad <br />Mad Caliban with manners <br />Dangerous to know <br />A passing fad <br />Whereupon I tell them <br />To go fuck their mothers <br /><br />And so.... <br />On my grave
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As lonely as a poet on the walls of Jericho <br />Or the moon without the comfort of the stars <br />I am loathe to know it that a man without a soul <br />Is nothing but a split canopic jar <br /><br />I proved it <br />improved it <br />Drove a sonnet <br />Right through it <br />And in this state of bliss <br />Evil kissed with wet lips <br />Pen-filled Fingertips <br />Which through me <br />for through me <br />Illuminati usually pissed <br />But with words of some hurts worth <br />I threw a party that extended God's list <br /><br />exciting new flames that my fame would claim for me <br />reciting back the almanac of travesties <br /><br />They call me bad <br />Mad Caliban with manners <br />Dangerous to know <br />A passing fad <br />Taught in all debauch <br />In excess and in canto <br /><br />Grown wild <br />This child <br />Whole harems defiled <br />Faustina's and Mina's <br />Lady Libertine and her sisters between her <br /><br />What spread of lies have rised when lovers die <br />Which circle of hell is mine when I arrive<br /><br />They call me bad <br />Mad Caliban with manners <br />Dangerous to know <br />A passing fad <br />Taught in all debauch <br />Crow against the virgin snow <br /><br />Grown colder, my shoulder <br />Like a boulder beside her <br />And bolder, not wiser <br />My dark seed took up root inside her <br />That mouldered, where older <br /><br />Beddings would hold a passionate sigh <br />But Laudanum and soda <br />Lord Numb coda <br />Merited a forest of inherited spite <br /><br />Fleeing grief for foreign maps <br />I still played vampire aristocrats <br />Unloading my gun in hot, promiscous laps <br /><br />Then shooting swans ina gondola <br />I tripped my foot on a fallen star <br />And there's nothing like a mouthful of Venetian tar <br />To let you know just who you fucking are <br /><br />[Ville] <br />The patron saint of heartache <br />I can't see my world is falling <br />The world is falling down <br />The patron saint of heartache <br />I Can't see my world is falling <br />the world is falling down <br /><br />[Dani] <br />Everafter can they hear my laughter <br /><br />[Ville] <br />The patron saint of heartache <br /><br />[Dani] <br />Never craft a better bed of disaster <br /><br />[Ville] <br />The Patron saint of heartache <br /><br />They call me bad <br />Mad Caliban with manners <br />Dangerous to know <br />A passing fad <br />Taught in all debauch <br />In excess and in canto <br /><br />They call me bad <br />Mad Caliban with manners <br />Dangerous to know <br />A passing fad <br />Whereupon I tell them <br />To go fuck their mothers <br /><br />And so.... <br />On my grave
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