THE COME-BACK KID # 12

On whom your hidden desires feed
I'm the beauty in the beast
The flesh on your fantasies
And the salt in your seas
I'm the beauty in the beast

Killing's fine
As long as it's in the mind

Build a thought and let it hop
Think a think and let it bop
Aim and shoot, use the mind as a sop
The kill is in the fields of crop
But the will is drowned in tear drops

Killing's fine
As long as it's in the mind

It was long ago, thin as a paper sheet
The boundaries we built, for war and defeat
The losses were mine, the rewards, yours my sweet

The fantasies let loose, in a night of secret discreet
Howl to the moon and the night's heat
Till the day you caressed truth, with gloved hands & feet
To find the angels in your demon seat
Like the lost and abandoned find the beauty in the beast

Killing's fine
As long as it's in the mind