XXXVI

dark souls, they say, thinks alike forbidden human, anyway, want to fight heavy popes and their blistering stride and money-mongers, yeah, have all the delight my way, the world is reaching the fence where there is no religion and offence coming to the bright lightful dawn i put no pimps, no leaders, no cons we have the world and to get it now and hell we don't know how the hell how and before i sink into deep sleep make sure about the sleep of all creeps