Black voodoo draws into another’s power, its black mirror face, hacks everywhere
Hooks on every plot of ground
Surrounded by little hooks
Unfriendly little hooks all over, up and down btown,
And they say I’m not gay, and hooks they own, click my motion
Hooks around the soul, follow round the soul, reflecting hands that hold, go away, black souls!
I follow a path, a blessed miracle,
If my heart says go I go, if it says free the mind I steel myself, and if it says it loves you, you’re to obey, I’ll follow
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