For The Most Part, Pianos

I Survived This Torture Which Left Me Paralyzed For Years. That's What That Night Was All About, Mutilation, More Than Violence Through Sex. I Really Do Feel As Though I Was Psychologically Mutilated That Night And Now I'm Trying To Put The Pieces Back Together Again. Through Love, Not Hatred. And Through My Music. My Strength Has Been To Open Again, To Life, And My Victory Is The Fact That, Despite It All, I Kept Alive My Vulnerability.

I Wanted To Do Something Creatively, Having Been A Beached Whale For Many Months And Nursing My Daughter.

I Wanted To Marry Lucifer. I Feel His Presence In My Music.

I'm A Hard Worker. I Get My Hands Dirty.

Boy, You Better Pray That I Bleed Real Soon.