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.