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Prudent whores make my eyes hurt
and my hands itch.
Right and wrong are such hazy subjects
so etch them a little deeper into your skull
and maybe you'll bleed to death.

Remember, your suffering will save you.
But only if you want to be saved.
The rest of us are happy here
in our own personal Hells.
Come and visit once and a while, will ya?
You may just find that
that golden light causes temporary blindness

so when you come back into your head,
if the emptiness doesn't kill you, 
maybe you'll go searching for what kept you happy
all those damned years.