Fronting time, in a on going change. Breathing hard and slow
Capture life on the thinnest line
Stimulate the roots. My eyes white stair
Heated hand, who returns from sweat and lust
Breathing power and moans of lust, I surround myself so delicately within
Reaching for the sky I harvest upon the key. I am swirling upon the key
Like a forcing bloom I repeat act. Performing
For an utter final
I give to me the most sacred and holy. I give to Thee my own reflection
As I see myself repeated inside out, there is no longer distance
I hold the torch. I surround my hand, with fire
Like a frocing bloom I repeated act
Stimulate the roots. My eyes white stair
Heated hand, who returns from sweat and lust
Breathing power and moans of lust, I surround myself so delicately within
Reaching for the sky I harvest upon the key. I am swirling upon the key
For the the one gazing at the altar shall not see. This blood has not run far
Till it's dry. When rising above in pleasure, I smear myself upon Thee
In this foggy confusion. The whole image comes dear
For this is the demon within me. Like a forcing bloom I repeated act
Still swirling above and beneath the key, blue eyes stare
Return to me with a conscious mind, I do behold the greater of gifts
Breathing power and moans of lust, I surround myself so delicately within
Reaching for the sky I harvest upon the key. I am swirling upon the key
Like a forcing bloom I repeated act. I smear myself upon Thee
