Seven

Your heart
Is sacred like no other
Open like a catalogue
It burns
Stronger than your mother
Didn't she read the epilogue?

It floats
Suspended like a butterfly
Riding on a caterpillar
Those goats
Have got the power to horrify
You know the dog's a lady killer
Oh yeah

Fig rolls
Rolling like a river
Down the hill of Palatine
I know
Your milk will give me vigour
Won't you be my valentine?

Which way
You're waiting at the traffic light
Give your pups to Hecate
New moon
Their blood is in the gutter
Bring me my serenity