there 's comfort in this guiding thought even she does n't have the tools but dreams and dreams like other machines built from piss and puss and shit and as they say , 'if you 're bleeding boy , you are not dead yet ' but here today to get the feel for the anti-hero 's grace so fall through the floor of your evermore behold his beautiful face then with your body pocket-less pulsing with an angel 's blood whatever you see or hear or think is just another name for love because when it 's all said and done only one thing counts did you ride the bull of time with pride ?