The flesh, it is hell for my soul to be trapped within
It continues to punish my spirit til no end
It multiplies my longing for you again and again
I'm tired of fighting a war with fate, while knowing there's no way to win

You're as a dove flying off into the morning sun
How could I be expected to accept death smiling with but a night of fun
To have you invade my pain and for a few hours waging war bringing joy
To condition a lost cause to the point that I watched as your deployed

Wings spread as you soared on thermal updrafts, beautifully and away
Fate, the cruel bastard, gave me a taste but never meant for you to stay
In a single night he committed me to what was not
He stood on life's throat and watched, as with Death I fought

I am but a bastard of a virgins twat
Forced out prematurely from a pussy never got
Fate has declared itself my tormentor
Never to see the end, when it comes to pain, I'm no beginner

Fate, the edge of a sword ripping down an enemy's back
Me, that enemy, was unprepared for such an attack
Flesh separated, spine severed, nerve connections no longer exist
Fate dressed as a cheerleader is cheering for the jugular and wrist

Is it possible that a simple night with you could help me to defend
A life time with Fate and all of the pain that it sends
Is it possible that in just one night of you holding me tight and raging with me
Is it possible that before you took flight, you captured Fate, leaving my future to me


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