Dancing on the Garden Path

Dancing on the garden path,
The little girl's dead in the bath,
Bloody,
Shitty,
Covered in gritty,
Dancing on the garden path.

Shitting on the Misters chair,
Pulling on the Reverends hair,
Drunken,
Bully,
Violate fully,
Shitting on the Misters chair,

Dragging bodies through the house,
Probably a strangers spouse,
Grab it,
Hit it,
Fuck it till you spill it,
Dragging bodies through the house,

Watching women in the park,
Following one after dark,
Dally,
Alley,
Knife across the Belly,
Watching women in the park,

Dancing on the garden path,
The little girls dead in the bath,
Lovelies,
Pretties,
Oozing stagnant fitties,
Dancing on the garden path.

Meant to Be

When I take you to pieces
I cannot reassemble you
This frustrates me and confuses me
There's not a single screw

With machines this task is simple
I acquire them in the same way
Against their will and for a price
I know how to tame my prey

It brings me joy to take apart
The things that I adore
I butcher them in a loving way
Keep their pieces in a drawer

But I will easily be brought into a rage
foaming round my lips
When i cannot find and instrument
To reattach your hips

I will make you work again
I've tried many times before
The other loves I tried to fix
I keep beneath the floor

When my concentration leaves
I'll go back to my routines
But the time will come when need takes over
And life will need it's lovely scenes

An Evening Excursion

I enjoy my own company
I stand outside in the dark
I eat a variety of different foods

I quite like carrots and peas
I stand at the end of your road
I am not fond of pets

I watch cats in the street
I stand outside your gate
I sit on a bench in the park

I like to feed the ducks
I stand outside your door
I like to visit shops in the morning

I read the daily telegraph
I stand outside your window
I tend to get crisps stuck in my teeth

I like ready salted flavour
I peer into your window
I am punctual with appointments

I do not like to be late
I breathe onto your window
I enjoy watching songs of praise

I like the antiques roadshow
I climb through your window
I quite like it when it's autumn

I like it when the leaves change colour
I stand over you while you sleep
I sometimes eat cake

I like coffee cake
I leer at you while you sleep
I sometimes drink lemonade

I also like cream soda
I creep closer to you in your room
I like to read the dictionary

I also like encyclopedias
I smother you as you struggle
I like pears soap

I like how it smells
I stand over you as you are still
I go to bed when I come home

I leave you alone sometimes
Sometimes I black out

Peace

You're scream is delightful
I enjoy the look of surprise and fear in your eyes
I enjoy the way the gag caresses your soft skin
The beautiful way your hair is scraped back from your face

Your breathing is steady and strained
It flows in time with my heart
You used to wriggle to break free
But you learnt quickly to obey me

The room is dark, lit only by a screen
The perfect scene for a photograph
Black and white like a silent film
Your beauty dazzles the lens

You are like Hepburn in chains
Soon to be Monroe still in a hotel room
We will always have this moment
It's ours to share, captured on a camera film

We will always be together
I will keep you safe forever
I will never let you escape
You will always feel safe

Victoria

Well, it's a fine time to
Leave me at the omnibus stop
And i'll go home knowing you just don't care

It rained and i got wet
But you never sent me a get well card
So i'm gonna leave you in the sand when we fall

I never planned for this to happen
But it did and we can never go back
To the streets where the gas light sing in the night
I've gone and lost my top hat
And you've caught the 'flu

My horse is ready
but yours isn't going steady
The suns breaking welts up all over my skin

The boers are all fighting, and im cowering hiding
do you wish you could go back
to england as well?

I never planned for this to happen
But it did and we can never go back
To the streets where the gas light sing in the night
I've gone and lost my top hat
And you've caught the 'flu

Sorry

wake up

pretty one

i feel like i've got something to say

but i'm speechless

Ensnare

I will set up a honey trap for you
You shall be my bear
It will cripple you and damage you
My sweet controlling snare

I would lock you in a garage
Bound with razor wire
And with a knife so clean and sharp
I'd play you like a lyre

I'd reach my hand into your chest
And hold your heart so tight
I'd even hang you off the eaves
And leave you there all night

And from the deepness of your chest
Flows intoxicating wine
And you shall never get away
You had no choice, that's fine

I couldn't stop, I need you here
You're slowly going cold
But that's ok, together we'll stay
You never shall grow old

I doubt another could show the same
Devotion and affection
I'd clean away the mess so well
We'd always avoid detection