You are so pure and innocent
When you lie,
Angelic face,
You lowered your eyes and gave yourself away.
Do you think this gesture of deception
Somehow justifies your desire?
It's only when I cared
That it mattered
And you could draw me
Into your house of mirrors.
Where you can hide amongst yourself
Do you know which image is real?
Keep singing that siren song
If you want to catch another weary traveler.
Its shrill tone has long since scarred my ears
And I pass through your waters unscathed.
But I wish you luck,
Because this is what you do
Is it really true that earth is just a battlefield
For a million years war,
Between Martians and Venusians?
Where victories are measured
In dominance and subservience
And the object of combat
Is to rip out the heart of the enemy.
The enemies clash and
The soldiers are born.
Boy, girl, boy, girl, boy, girl, boy, girl…
Insuring a constant supply
Of mortal combatants
In this war of souls
That is why love is counter-productive.
It kills the warrior's spirit
To rape and pillage
And take without giving.
With Love it becomes a cold war,
With espionage and détente
And degrees of confusion
Supplying the body count
So we part our ways
Seeking out new servants and new masters,
And more battles to wage.
We'll polish our armor
And sharpen our arrows
Because only combat lies between
Love and Indifference
