Ode To A Dear Friend.
I have sinned against you, virgin princess. Unfair in my lust, Why didn't I protect you? A hungry wolf cradling a infant white lamb. You trusted me the most. I will be clear and cold. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. You cannot count on me and I don't love you, only the way you taste. "Have you done this before Little Birdie?"