you'll never make me pray, you prayed for gaids own defeat
you knew what makes it move - some kind of lust in our beings
you lived for minds of whores, but guised it 'humanity'
so you've conduced every plan to blind responsibil'ty
she's saying, "that's my way, they'd blame me too but i please
i am the stuff of their wants, i push for things of their greed"
she looks pretty to the eyes, a fuckin' creep to the heart
she said, "you won't make me sad, i'm plaqued up in their hearts!"
perty di can't be sold
perty di can't be grown
perty di's damned and woed
perty diana, rest in peace!