Stranger than kindness  Bottled light from hotels  Spilling everything  Wet hand from the volcano  Sobers your skin  Stranger than Kindness  You caress yourself  And grind my soft cold bones below  Your map of desire  Burned in your flesh  Even a fool can come  A strange lit stair  And find a rope hanging there  Stranger than kindness  Keys rain like heaven's hair  There is no home there is no bread  We sit at the gate and scratch  The gaunt fruit of passion  Dies in the light  Stranger than kindness  Your sleeping hands journey  The loiter  Stranger than kindness  You hold me so carelessy close  Tell me I'm dirty  Stranger than kindness