Safe is a four letter Word Part I

There's no room for Mean Women in a world of Weak Men
Pursued sheep, they flock away and together
Nearing only when one leads the way.

Where is Love and Wildness?
They huddle quiet and nervous and ohh-so-cool,
sneaking and smoking and nodding off.

The search for Dionysus finds pale fruit
...Oh, to tear his sweet flesh
........to taste his sweat
............to shred him scratching, screaming, grinding
.................................Glorious!

Safe is a Four Letter Word Part II

The value of Sex pales as the profit is added
Prophets of Lust who die young feed their greed
If they only knew now what they claimed to know then
He might be here and we might be free.
But the 6 is a 9
We're out of time

Rock is dead
Cock is death

and Coke and Needles take the rest

Where are the wild ones now?

Greasy Saints and pristine whores
Weaving in and out of bars and stores
Doesn't anyone know how to FUCK anymore?

Is it all forgotten in your latex fears
and republican years?

Your judgmental peers
Your latency fears...
Compete you pale slave
--stay alone
--court the grave
Live in starkness and cold
and feeling so old

Live without love
Don't taste my blood

- FUCK YOU!