Clarisse

Clarisse what perfume you wearing today no don't tell me I know

And the soap that you washed with

Come to me don't feel scared I'm not going to bite

Well maybe just a little maybe just a mite

You know without windows without the wind the rain or snow

I feel somewhat strange but of course all this you know

Tell me about the lambs Clarisse tell me why you're scared

I know when your father died something died in there

To see simplicity in any mortal thing is a gift few men have

What makes a killer a madman it's not disgusting it's sad

I dream of trees now I smell the sea don't you find that fun

You have the pleasures of the flesh Clarisse you can feel the sun

But on the darker side you feel the anger rise you feel the satisfying hate

And if you had to kill against your strongest will you wouldn't shoot that bullet late

Please don't judge me so wait just before you go come up closer to the cage

Let me taste the smells of your own body cells you mustn't covert me with rage

I ate to feed I killed in kind you believe me don't you hear the echos in your mind

They say I'm insane don't they but do they really know why

They say I'm nothing but a cannibal can't understand or even try

For in the night when I whisper from my cell and play my pshyciatric game

In the morning when the inmate's dead they hang a new one to my fame

If I walked the streets a free man in the heat I couldn't terrify a crowd

But in a silent home where we'd be all alone you'd need to freshen up a shroud

Please believe I couldn't hurt you I'd try to make you feel

Welcomed like a friend I'd have you over for a meal

Then I'd tear at your silken breast rip out the heart beating and bloody

Gnaw with lust at your soften neck cutting and spitting and cooking you slowly

Feed you up like a blooded boar fruit in the mouth and garnished with roses

Feel nothing for you anymore deader than hell a meal for a hungry man