Your tenderness, reward from a dove
Your hands melt with touch of love
They're searching the secrets, fire
Beyond a permissible desire
Such passion a ban is getting
Of bad system where light is setting
Where evil will heart instill
And license is mere to kill
Dream I finally bequeath
I sleep alone while gnashing teeth
Sentenced to a life of madness
Married to Despair and Sadness
Meet the Parents 
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