"Ain't this the bloodiest mess in the world?

Said the virgin, a torn little girl.

Boy, you've gone and made a sweet mess of my soul,

And I've already forgiven you.

What a bunch of fools we lovers are

When tempted by the taste of flesh.

My boy you are nothing more than a thief

In a suit of the finest armor."

- La dispute

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