After the reasons came and went, and swept across The face of my innocence, I was lost.
To know your face, and your true shade
To feel your lips, and to be bade
To praise the night, to praise my unknown faith
Must I sure find a way? To infest the wound Inside the wound, that draws me near
Infest the wound
And cries my name, and feeds my presence I am here!
To know your face, and your true shade I long for one piece with
To hide here, in this place
The essence and presence of you
I cry for my peace is in you Inside the wound I hope to learn
Inside the wound I hope to find
The art of fucking you Inside the wound I hope to find
Inside the wound I hope to learn
The essence and presence of you
The art of fucking you After the reasons came and went, and swept across
The face of my innocence, I was lost
And cries my name, and feeds my presence
Inside the wound, that draws me near
I am here!
To feel the lips, and to be bade To know your face, and your true shade
To hide in here, in this place
To know your face, and your true shade I long for one piece with
I cry for my peace is in you.
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