A german girl and an angry Israeli girl, the Israeli girl makes me wiggle like Elvis, everytime I turn to Her, I turn into an Indian looking guy, thrust my pelvis, and cry;
"Whole Lotta Love"
We have a soul shine, we challenge each other and make heavy metal, we make
White Zombie, we are Super Charger Heaven, we're angry sexy God!! (Rob Zombie looks like an Hassidic raised from the grave) two priests have died, they have to leave the order, "This is not heresy! And we will not recant!!"...well spoken english men are crying the devil in latin...I hear them, I've begun the Holy War, I tell the Angel books, and I'm half losing because I'm stuck here on Earth
She is fighting the German girl in my bathroom, the german girl is crying because she is hearing the woman who has turned into the MAN-GOD, who is sitting on the sofa gold light shining from her eyes, crying;
"We are Royal Jew, we are Royal India, we are the Aryan tribe...Bring me KING..." The german girl is crying because she is in hearing the word Aryan, because she keeps hearing the word, after telling me;
"Ach liebe du!" The Israeli girl is wiggling her fight hips in jewish anger and screaming at the german girl, "I VANT YOU TO GO!! YOU ARE BITCH GERMAN!!" I can hear her soul music, it's hot...my breakdown shakes disappear in joy, we're rock n roll, and I jump backwards into the bath, pretending I've been shot, stuck between two girls...we're making music, I'm laughing in the bath...You want me dead!!
I'm up again, confronting Israeli girl, wiggling my legs, thrusting this mad pelvis, crying I'm Elvis evil twin, uncontrollaby shaking my head; "Whole Lotta Love"
"Honey...youa White flower, you will go, you want me, leave german girl alone, go, youa angry becausa I God, bella donna, you funky, I don't vant, becausa you still virgin, and you my baby girl, and I will never take you to bed, because you are mine...your white flower is mine!!"
Look at my girl!! (Sofatalk)-"The Aryan is God!" Bathroom shout; "Look at us! WE ARE LOVE! NOTHING CAN KILL US!!!
"He was buried in the soil at night..." They didn't have the love to bury Him right, so they dusted Him with thin soil... 'alvar lacht night' No-one cried Him dead, but He died...In a maze...Hikari (light) or Hara Kiri??
Too much light, affecting minds, killing mine...In this, everything is night...That's what the woman was trapped in, he kills himself, he leaves a wake of dead women and children around Him...'alvar nacht ded'...It was still night, they repeated dead! dead! dead!
Alvar! [ Hinduism. (in southern India) a holy person of the Vaishnava sect. ](Devotion to Vishnu)
"If one woman in here cries me dead, we ...all...die..."