In My Little Black Dress

In my little black dress I have come to confess

That defiance is not what it seems

I am covered in dirt and my fingers they hurt

From the women I’ve tried to appease

I am soothing my soul with indulgence and gold

I will bury my face in your loins

I will master this dance with my cock in your hands

There's a slot in my back for the coins

There's a little black man in the palm of my hand

Who keeps saying that fire will come

I have wandered this earth from the time of my birth

So my legs they are starting to numb

In the heart of my soul I will make me a hole

Just to marvel when evil comes out

Let my silence convey all the things I can’t say

You can salvage my sex with your mouth

In my little black dress I have come to confess

That defiance is not what it seems

My devotion is dead like the thoughts in my head

Are we searching for omens to see?

Every moment of fate is determined by hate

Please bestow me a reason to kill

There’s a little white man in the palm of my hand

Who keeps saying to do what thou wilt

I put out I put in, it’s my cardinal sin

Please enjoy throwing pearls before swine

What we build always fall

There is nothing at all that will last till the ending of time

Only carnage makes sense, let the madness commence

Let's make demons and gods out of men

Can compassion survive when we cease to comply

With the concept of death as the end?