Hole

And I will awake.
Your highness, I am so high I cannot walk.
And I will awake.
You cripple, you take away my time, my peace, my empathy.
No babies sleep on atrophy.
Your unborn love and fetal dress,
my bitter candy fated caress.
What was she for Halloween?
The ugliest girl you've ever seen.
What was she for Valentines?
An old forgotten concubine.
Someday she will die for no one
She seems to me to know.
All the glitters gone sour.
All that lies in her place.
Jesus saves.....old age.
It's okay to kill your idols,
just pretend you have no rivals.
We all know that she's friendless.
Spits at mirrors, it's not an issue.
Just remove the hateful tissue.
We all know her age is endless.