The Man in the Hut

The Man in the Hut

The stories
of Kings
& Queens

Milk from
the mountains

And the
blood on
the floor

They bathe
in grapes

With the
satin

Of never
endin pink
skin

You think
it’s unfair

Blame it
on your
destiny

Endin up
the hard
way

Into the
sewin machine

Under the
geysers of
Columbian mines

No Hands
no legs

On your
chest

Into the
Dead Sea

You come
back with
a vengeance

Cap on
your cherry

You roam
with the
world

Leash of
skin in
your hand

And the
flesh in
your mouth

Ohh, you
forgot

Your simple
past life

Caution: This might be all theory

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