Mother
why? You abandoned me in a room full of memorabilia while your out playing the role of a courtesan. Like clockwork your stroll out of the cellar door while the sun is still trying to hide.I followed your ambiguous aroma to 42nd street and I found myself in your red light district

which one is mine mother? why do you caress him like that mother?
which one is mine mother? why do you caress him like that mother?
but i don't hear the excuses leaking out her mouth (pervaded with my seeds)

I've shattered my halo.
The gods will be scorn.
With fleeting desire,
I'm fitted with horns.