Red Dawning

“Afterwards it was all sexual confusion, 

symbolism, honoring the “fallen.”

I was honoring myself. I hated the decay and the dissection.”

Temple Orgy

So we shall always held in fond remembrance – Always trust your lust that burns like a fiery spill, 

The ultimate grip of tormenting ecstasy

You know you can’t lie. You know your body is your temple to die