Ginger

something infests me when I'm alone
it's lunacy
I want to vomit, spit out my life
so [bad word] is seems
retract your reverence and slander me
I'm the traitor of mine
a close-up picture of my lost chastity
there's nothing left of me anymore

and no rain can wash away those bloody tears
as sweet sounds of [bad word] reach my ears
red lips like roses call my name
but laughter is all the woman of now hears

in gloom I wander, it batters me
though I subsist of it
the smell of incense arouses me
abeyance maddens me
a ginger sunset is my caress
as I expire
as music's fading I fade within
there's nothing left of me anymore

and no rain can wash away those bloody tears
as sweet sounds of [bad word] reach my ears
red lips like roses call my name
but laughter is all the woman of now hears