Inspiration The praise of insight is mysteries that
Kiss me as your lips burn with whispers to my heart
parking down the street walking very discreet to my back alley girl I slip inside wiping the tears
The departed gather at the judgment gates chanting we are the true believers
How can I keep loving when the wounds still bleeds sharing
Feelings concealed behind a disguise falling from love those sweet
So full of hate your demons of evil they wait for your command and hunger
the magic of a womans kiss will make any man surrender
I only want you underneath the Christmas tree completely unwrapped
*** Spasms lifts her body with eyes closed the Doctor explains
In my head a silent angel sleeps as I listening to the essence
Wee Hours *** The overwhelming essence in my heart
Never My Love With her dying breath she whispered my tomorrow
The hounds of hell wags their tails while drooling with anticipation
we waltz in visions under the stars and share