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There’s a silent howling in my ears, a song of prejudice I know so well

the strident caterwauling of my peers advising me not to buy what you sell

and is that firebrand of love still yearning to light the fires of men off which you feed

or shall I suffocate within the burning another thorn in the side of your creed?

Well I got wary to the wiles of women, the callous reasoning of what they do

verbose, perfidious and unforgiving, all of the traits that I’m seeing in you

and in the darkness of the boudoir lover, screaming ecstasy and screaming pain

and you could never, ever love another, well let me tell you I know you’re the same

you’re playing very, very dangerous games

So you offer your fealty ever and you’ll keep this affair in one piece

it’s like Judas Escariot acting the saint or a wolf badly sporting a fleece

if the urge is upon you to sever all the ties that keep you from release

the finesse of such wit should not parry or feint as your sledgehammer tact is obese

So you vested your hopes in concealing all the poison behind what you say

softly framed by your lips a gratuitous smile in a venomous, pearly array

but this breach of your past is revealing to the world what is left of your prey

be assured for the while indiscretion says I’ll fall for the right one fly away

By now my hide is tougher than your leeches, it’s playing hell with your inflated pride

your flagrant bigotry is all to pieces, I see your smile is not nearly so wide

excuse my warning but I’ve got to tell you before your gracious manner takes a dive

to make your life worth living, you’d do well to ensure your wanderlust does not revive

your El Dorado will never arrive, I’ll even quote you your chance to survive

sub-zero on staying alive