Pay your white girls, look for love
Pay your white bodies, stretch for love
Scratching the flesh, scraping of bones
Limbs that are trembling, begging for something to hold
Sacred those hours, away from the storm
Wrench from the deepest pits, crying reborn, reborn, reborn
And I will not follow
And I will not lead
Your permissions to bleed have been guaranteed
By the one whose approval we seek
Pay your white girls, scratch for love
Pay your white bodies, stretch for love
The Crucifix stares, from its hip-cock tights
But I hold the secrets now, velvet the night, velvet the night
And I will not follow
Why waste my time
My permission to bleed has been guaranteed
By the one whose approval I need
Pay your white girls, look for love
Pay your white bodies, stretch for love