They’re all nectar and Novocain
While we’re numbing our hearts
While we become sweetness
Seducing their scars
They’re all nectar and Novocain
While humanity’s rotting
In the mouths of mere mortals
Who’ve abandoned what’s sacred
They’re all nectar and Novocain
Needing succor from Diana
To save them from battle
And cauterize wounds
Here is your honeyed anesthetic
Taste it in my kiss
It’s general. It’s local.
This poison. This bliss.