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Love is a game where both players cheat

Gone is the tale of Hero and Leander

Women are angels yet wedlock's the devil

To have and to hold but death no longer parts

Harlots and sluts, whores of our world

Expose their stinking vaginas'

Many who have no will of their own

Hold their souls towards the sinister bloom

Are you rich oh lord of vanity

As you peddle your wears of cruelty

Dressed up so you look the part

So blind, it's ignorance you wear

Quite brutal beyond belief

Sores that weep their septic tears

Dragged out through war torn lifetimes

And death shall feast on us all

The mills of God grind slowly

The adorable light of that which is most divine

The fascination of her shape

With mansions of awe and splendour

Elegant in simplicity

So at last your faith rewards you

Through fields enriched with pastel shade

And fragrant lavenders soft to smell

You laugh and drink wine of no great age

Nature does scent the farthest shores

Face to face your angelic host

All hopes in you imperishably kept

Is God your wish and all your dreams

If your body is frail then yes by all means

Make yourself all honey and the flies will devour you