*** A tainted kiss stirs the essence of lust
Your elegance stirs the spirit of desire as your beauty
The departed gather at the judgment gates chanting we are the true believers
parking down the street walking very discreet to my back alley girl I slip inside wiping the tears
*** Caressing your picture in my sleep I sigh of love
*** Eyes of angels fall on me feelings of despair and hopeless pleas
How can I keep loving when the wounds still bleeds sharing
Feeling of touch are complete with pillow talk and kisses sweet sighs
He stares through the cracks with swollen eyes there stands the monster
The pretense of deep affection is given as innocence’s is spilled
Sways of love in body sweat skin so soft warm and wet pulling me deeper
painful emotions of tainted thoughts that search for answers
The agonizing feeling of misgivings there’s no coming back
Wee Hours *** The overwhelming essence in my heart
In my head a silent angel sleeps as I listening to the essence
