This is War

Somewhere between the shores of my many souls,
I have settled down
Gave birth to a son and went to the far east to fall in love again
Now I'm back
Highlights in my hair
Morning in my breath
And my little son is a man
Somewhere between the many shores of my thighs
I've set sail to a fishing boat
Fishing for little sailors whose lives I don't know or care about
My son clubs the heads
And i give birth to many more
at night I march my army of cruel attachments to the gateway of romance and smile and hide my cruel intentions
Somewhere between the wild waters of my many tears
I've found a shore
I won't settle nor will I care if you do
But I will raise an army
And attack all the walls you have built around your heart.