Peter Black Biography

This human world is fixed with chains and locks.
Children are told with their arms and legs clasped,
'Do not think of what is not sold or bought.'
As they are led from closed box to hot box,
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It is contrary to your station
Get on the floor
Slave master is going to chord you
hit you up blood, put your head in a hole,
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I have a good friend called The Beetle.
We are true companions
And passionate lovers
Of the night and silence,
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Perfection is but a human conceit
Impossible, though constantly placed
Like salt upon all things we eat
To be judged bland, good, always in need.
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Cherry roses and sweet things your hopes up,
Are in the sight of eyes that split the light,
Make new colors, stones for a diadem.
Spectrum bursts, your eyes such colors contain
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