If all the angels are in heaven what do I do with my dreams do I lock them up
You **** The evening light traces the silhouette
There’s no need to take cover the morning light cast no shadows on love
love that once held me has faded into obscurity
I confess my love for all to see I ask for your hand
Savage Love **** Your deviant lips are bittersweet the taste
Physical misery torments me impaired for life my body is weak my lips tremble
Your elegance stirs the spirit of desire as your beauty
Only innocence can hold dreams within like the sigh of love
Torn from the womb prematurely there were no baby cries
Feelings concealed behind a disguise falling from love those sweet
The hounds of hell wags their tails while drooling with anticipation
none cares to listen as the rose peddle falls none sees
We worship our religious beliefs indoctrinated from birth to believe
Whispers Intimate whispers sighs from within are
