Le Flan de Sang going back isn t necessarily the way forward

It's something you can't borrow or lend/pretend
This broken chalice holds no joy
So as a ploy you fill it up with sorrow
Yet it remains and you're lonely once again
Lying crying dying
Bleeding breeding screaming
It's something you can't hide or split up/divide
No it's a case of all or nothing
So as a ploy you fill the void with hollow
But it remains and you're lonely once again
Breeding needing bleeding
Lying crying dying
Ezekiel 25:17 (see the bible/street fighter/pulp fiction)
Mid-west
Incest.
Violence
And alcohol
So you're mommy says you better keep quiet
And your daddy says you better know how
And your brother says you better go down
And your priest says you better turn around now
And I want you to know
My poppa says
He will kill you tomorrow
If you cum in my bed
Anger
Hatred
Denial
Is sacred
Cry out
For help.
No heed
It's hell