A morning lone I took this shot
of this a house of bodies hot
With neon lights and angels mild
that caused my devils running wild
My lusty thoughts went deep inside
they all ran free so opened wide
Saw brides with wings like swans and dove
with beating hearts of shining love
And lurking whores so full of lies
who never saw the sun arise
Who filled my mind with icy frost
and emptied heart with treasures lost
I stood awhile upon this sign
and felt a power over mine
In pain and shame I ran there from
my mind was floating in the scum
Tekst og foto
G.Skaar
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