63: SCREAMING SONG

Time on time on time on time
You split his face, the dancing mime
And when you see the thing you've done
You turn away, you bleeding run

It's freezing steel
That makes us real
Her pain's
Your bleeding sex-appeal

These red-drops sacrificed for me
The crippled child who made you free
Writhes hand-in-hand with ecstasy
And when you look you bleeding flee

It's bleeding flesh
With hate enmeshed
That brings bad ch'i And liberty