Bel Raske: I found God
Bel Raske: I found him in a lover
Bel Raske: When her hair falls in her face
Bel Raske: And her hands so cold they shake
Bel Raske: I found the devil
Bel Raske: I found him in a lover
Bel Raske: And her lips like tangerine
Bel Raske: And her color coded speak
Bel Raske: I found a martyr
Bel Raske: She told me that I'd never
Bel Raske: With her educated eyes