Boy Hunter

I’m glad
I’m not mad
But terribly sad

About you
All I went through
With the crew

In your face
Through this maze
Without grace

For the dreams
As it seems
For a kiss she leans

Into the boy
What a joy
For the toy

Who’s not a friend
When it’s a trend
But a brand

Makes it clear
As you know, my dear
Entirely of fear

About sins
Under our skins
The devil grins

But he cries
When God dies
And sighs.