Snow White has come home.
Make your offering.
Hope she likes what you hold in your filthy, oil stained heart’s outstretched palm.
That you might have the honour of sleeping at her feet tonight,
To dream of suckling her amazingly alabaster bosoms…
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10 – Here comes the Sonne!
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