Hinge of a Woman

(Goat heart, goat heart, goat heart...)

I'm the chosen one
I'm the chosen one
And you are lucky just to know I'm here
If you get to see me nervously touch my cold extremities
Then you're the lucky one
Then you're the lucky one
But luck will never make them fear you

Dumb they speak all around me
Sorry dream their coquette and hide
Turn their knife in the hinge of a woman
And deal her to me wet

Their knife to my sword
Dealer’s draw

Turn their knife in the hinge of a woman
And deal her to me wet