Анатомия / Anatomies

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On Halloween night what is my love?

A bundle of flesh that walks in gloom.

She offers sweets

and then she meets

a dead man in a dirty room.

I gathered my love a Gorgon's head,

and planted her in the glen,

she grew in spurts

and little hurts

and now she won't come again,

and now she won't come again.

On Halloween night what is my love?

A bundle of horrors with twisted nose.

She begs for sweets

and then she meets

a doctor wearing dead man's clothes.

I had a taste of sin, my love,

reminded me of cherry sweets.

It tasted like the blood of God.

It was the ecstasy complete.

My beloved's tender flesh

is feasted on by other men.

My beloved's wayward soul

is lost and won't come back again.