Sw-Eden

The pink lady loved to sleep around She did not have the sun in her eyes She did not fly with her own mind She did not stand on the star She did not hold her body by herself She did not wear anything beside her spirit She did not ask them to worship her She did not leave her own track She did not read the words on a flat wall She did not have those lovers as they said She did not know where the tail of the world was She did not be with real nature anymore They call her, The End They call her, The Serpent They call her, The Harlot But he calls her, The Pink Spirit Lady