Discourse Between a Man and His Soul

I look back on the books of my life I've written so well Father, I fell Father, I fell For coveted girls and the sins that follow them I have loved and laughed enough for half a battalion of foes But nobody knows of my inner demeanour but thee Nightmares, slink in their dark lairs Thinking of plots where Everything rings with the sting of depravity As thou have seen I have not always danced on the edge of the world I have oft lost my mind In labyrinths, blind And broken my bread with the flies I just don't want to die Without thee by my side Sated and beautiful I will struggle with keys at the gate Never a saint, far from decency's grace True to my heart Bearing off-the-chart latitudes Father, I fell Father, I fell A reckless rakehell with misdeeds that still honor me I see now that beauty held me mesmerised under a spell Father, I fell Father, I fell Down slick mythic wells Where emptiness swallowed me I have lived and gasped enough For more than ten thousand shadows But nobody knows of my innermost demons but thee Nightmares, slink in their dark lairs Eyes are aflame there Waiting to sink their despicable teeth into me As thou have seen I have not always danced on the edge of the world I have succoured and fought Like a fucker for naught But the right to be left to my dreams Finally soul I am free Joyously thralled to recalled memories of yore So before I pass I must see thee if only once more Oh my beautiful friend I will love thee until the end is nigh And in time I'll find thee in my arms on the vast other side Father, I fell I look back on the books of my life I've written so well Father, I fell Father, I fell A reckless rakehell with misdeeds that still honor me I see now that beauty held me mesmerised under a spell Father, I fell Father, I fell Down slick mythic wells Where emptiness swallowed me