Can A Selfish Egocentric Jealous And Unimaginative

Mother Of Otherness, Eat Me.

Eternity Bores Me, I Never Wanted It.

Sometimes I Feel Like I'm Not Solid. I'm Hollow. There's Nothing Behind My Eyes. I'm A Negative Of A Person. All I Want Is Blackness, Blackness And Silence.

The Woman Is Perfected. Her Dead Body Wears The Smile Of Accomplishment.

Ash, Ash —- You Poke And Stir. Flesh, Bone, There Is Nothing There—— A Cake Of Soap, A Wedding Ring, A Gold Filling. Herr God, Herr Lucifer Beware Beware. Out Of The Ash I Rise With My Red Hair And I Eat Men Like Air.