Judge me if you will But just take a moment and chill This is my life's work; my hidden opus To share with you for 'tis my pseudonym who wrote this Hidden from those who know me well And yet I dare not tell Of the anguish I feel and through my hell For whence I look upon man and woman with equal desire Their naked selves awaken my sexual perspire To be in the embrace of a manly man yet feel the naked breast of a woman upon my chest Rest all rest! For religions will teach and preach and holler, "Be still young man, for this is your test" Oh those words I hate I fucking detest Is this so wrong that I should echo my song? That this is what I want; what I yearn for and long! That past midnight's hour Alone and in solitude I have to cower To lose my inhibitions without no power To want to be with he or she in lust and love Without judgement and punishment from all below or above