Mordred

Esse Quam Videri

Mordred


Faster than the earth is turning 
Looking up my eyes are burning 
At night alone I'm walking 
Black cat clever stalking 
In the grotto impatient waiting 
Before long I see your face and 
Whisper a word of greeting 
Secret lover's midnight meeting 

Chill wind our bodies biting 
Whipping round like bolts of lightning 
Full moon to some is frightning 
Senses reeling pulses tightning 
In your arms passion rising 
Looking deep into your eyes and 
Body movements hypnotizing 
Scratching biting screaming crying 

As I'm raised out of my body 
I'm looking down from above 
To be rather than to seem 

Eyes meet no word is spoken 
Bruised backs and bodies broken 
Sitting back the pipe we're token 
Bullets shot barrels smoken 
Hot sweat our bodies gleaming 
In our heat and passion steaming 
Laid back to sleep I'm sinking 
Of the nights events I'm thinking 

As I'm raised out of my body 
I'm looking down from above 
To be rather than to seem 
As I'm raised out of my body 
I'm looking down from the sky 
To seem rather than to be