TIRED OF TIDES!

For certain 

pain is a wish

just to make

them feel alive.

I assure you 

no chance is left

for dought!

No chance is left

for dought!

Until I get tired of tides

high or low

high or low 

Where are you

mysterious leather godess

as a mistress or a whore

wrecked on the rocks

maybe a bitch on the shore.

Saw the Captain 

as a broken dish

a fallen slate

about to dive.

I assure you

no chance is left

for dought!

No chance is left

for dought!

Until I get tired of tides

high or low 

high or low

Is there

any delirious deep blue darkness 

Is there
any delirious deep blue darkness 
to implose a little more
when life undocks
for another I'm sure.