Tacit Fury

Dying In My Kisses

Tacit Fury


I hear your voice from illusive depths 
Your step so quivering to me 
The streams of cold and excitation 
Are casting thirsts of divine love 

You're weightless clothiers that I touch 
Are derivation heavenly desires? 
I gently stroke your long hair 
And from your lips I gain fire 

My heart is beating faster 
Your arms embrace me 
Just for moment of bliss 
The gods took cruel fee 

I see your face erasing 
Your charming beauty withers 
I catch your falling tears 
Why are you dying in my kisses?