August Sunwoman

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Her Majesty

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She's in the places that are too far out
Filthy fingers to touch
She's in the way my heart races
When the room is thick with, sweat and musk
I couldn't find her in the citadel
Or where the people raise their hands
Or in a cathedral full of sacraments
And undead saints of the promised lands
Cause she walks in the night time
Wakes me up with a divine kiss
Those instincts that eat our insides
Are not her wasting a single dime
I don't give a damn if you're a believer
Or an addict looking for reprise
Or a soldier shooting at the enemy
Through blinded, clouded eyes
Or a girl that's freshly 17
Who runs with her hair undone
All I know is that the mother's here
In the blistering, August sun
She's missing out on the traditional meal
To plot her next aggressive love
She's kissin' all the sinners and their filthy hands
Just waiting to get 'em a shove
She's in the mountains sleeping naked, green
Her fists clenched in an angry war
She's high and mighty royalty
And she'll always be a whore
I love her, I love her, I know I do
Her breath, it smells like dirt
Her secret's hide and she takes pride
In the beauty underneath her shirt
I don't give a damn if you're a Catholic
Or a hungry running from strife
Or a rich and a pig with a cocaine in your wig
That you try to hide from your wife
Or a boy whose world was turned upside down
By a force he couldn't describe
All I know is she's here in the guilt, in the fear
In the blistering, August sun

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