See the stars paint a quilt
When clouds began to wilt
Staring beneath my guilt
Sins covered under silt
.
Played the role to the hilt
Behold, cradle of filth
From scratch my bare hands built
Made a shitload of gilt
.
Told with a bragging lilt
Of lovers I had jilt
They hold on to my kilt
Feels like walking on stilt
