Somewhere we have met

We have met somewhere, I don’t remember.

I’m fond of you, you know, but you have

been sent by my intimate enemy.

You have a heart of stone. I’m brave.

If you were a human being

and not a devil that wants to hurt,

you would know. There would be seeing

all the lies that have been told.

The devil seems to be an angel

And the angel seems to be a devil.

Stick your finger in my navel.

Don’t be dumb. Don’t be so evil.

The truth is not to be concealed.

Devils punching in my a*s.

Being is being to be revealed.

Don’t be such an evil a*s.