Poem – Recollection
When Isis couldn’t find youShe has picked up all your piecesAll around the worldAnd performed the wedding riteAll on her…
When Isis couldn’t find youShe has picked up all your piecesAll around the worldAnd performed the wedding riteAll on her…
I have no masterI am the MasterI am no oneAnd I control no armyBut I have command of myself