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Let me tell you about my mother,

before she has the chance to waste away.

Back to dust and shit again,

till I tell you another day.

Daddy wasn't the first, Daddy wasn't even close to close.

He was one in a long line to satisfying her thirst.

She wasn't a lady,

for she saw no need to be made into so much meat,

from which her husband would feed.

Without respect for his "dominion" -

his god given fallacy over which she who equals and excels him,

she fled to the sea.

The man is a pitiful whelp,

for he fucks with the beasts, yet his pride develops,

all the same for hypocrisy.

All times out of everything,

Adam got a new whore.

One he could control more easily, he asks for Lilith no more.

Let me tell you about my mother before she has the chance to see the saints

and slip away to fulfill her day's quota,

her own hell,

on myself.