by Filip Van Lysebeth

I was walking the path to death
She offered me a moxie bed
Seduced me to open my mind
Ready to face all quandary inside

Ignite my war machine
To a rage you've never seen
Moxie's in my brain
Forces me to end this pain

Her blue laser cutting eyes
Scrutinize me slice by slice
Devastated me with a cause
Bony hands will restore me up

Her bright white skin brought the light
Spruced me up for a new life
Ensuing my refurnished brain
Doubting the deceiving was right