Amphetamine annie-dog
Has her leash and a face
Her velvet spleen her shackle spine
Her dimond curse
It comes with mine
A vessel she
For violent i
Confession arms a wake
Mine, mine you were always mine
Possessed by my taste
And below the angel dog
Combs her hair and sings her psalms
The bombs go off
She doesn’t notice
It all goes wrong
She sets