Wee Hours *** The overwhelming essence in my heart
There are millions of colors in the spectrum but none can color you
the essence of your love permeates my soul
Without You *** there’s no quest for desire
Savage Love **** Your deviant lips are bittersweet the taste
*** Eyes of angels fall on me feelings of despair and hopeless pleas
Physical misery torments me impaired for life my body is weak my lips tremble
Imprisoned by a yeaning lust of addiction the hot pipe burns
So full of hate your demons of evil they wait for your command and hunger
lost souls waiting in the dark hoping for the second coming
Blind *** Your posture conceals the dark desire
Your elegance stirs the spirit of desire as your beauty
we waltz in visions under the stars and share
Smoldering Love **** Love’s ashes char the heart
He stares through the cracks with swollen eyes there stands the monster
