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Science is something we cannot
understand
You cannot change the ritual
Ordained at Birth for this role
Judged at Youth a dirty soul
Voices from the demon whisper into thy head
Man and Man to never wed
Baptise my naked flesh with your holy water
cleansing the demon to the natural end
Female Friends, Male Lovers
Twisted logic, nature given to me that September Sunday
Racing around is the demon in thy head
In all this mirth I am not blind
I will love you all to my final breadth
Ordained at Birth for this role
Deep inside I know I have a beautiful soul
Lover am I of the masculine kind
In my open heart and fragile mind |
