And came back from one   More than others   And deepened on the pulling of strings   And the tying of knots   Fell soon for one thing then another   And become open handed for another overwhelming attack   Gospel mother for all the names   I sat and watched the sunsets bloom   And new objects of ascending doom   In their innocent hands layed guilt   And guilt would eat their flesh and bones   And I became more than just man   And more than just woman   I became a whole being   One of such pure serenity   Ladeled in bliss and guilt   Ladeled in bliss and guilt      Ladeled in bliss and guilt