I’ve got desperate desires and unadmirable plans

Losing heart and self-destruction is en vogue.

The holes in the wall are piling up faster

than the plaster you dispose.

They tell me to make an offer

One must have strength to impose

But my confusion, my desperation

Is what makes me feel a wholesome riot

Against the shit covered throne

If thou aren’t capable of love

If you love, but your love is meaningless

I just beg you send me yourself in the veil

Of a decent enemy, an unholy adversary

Over which my struggling heart may prevail