lost souls waiting in the dark hoping for the second coming
Feeling of touch are complete with pillow talk and kisses sweet sighs
Traces of distrust from tainted thoughts search for answers
*** captivated by your style a fever of wanting overcomes me
Your selfishness love’s it’s compassion in your bizarre world of conceit
Torn from the womb prematurely there were no baby cries
Blind *** Your pose conceals the dark desire
As you sleep in the twilight of dreams I kiss you without end
The hounds of hell wags their tails while drooling with anticipation
Dancing alone with a love that came and went holding on to nothing endless
He stares through the cracks with swollen eyes there stands the monster
Hold on to our passion the end is not the end I see your beauty
*** Dreams neatly folded lying in a dresser drawer
You **** The evening light traces the silhouette
Without You *** there’s no quest for desire
