Voluptus in your warmth I long to linger. Voluptus in your embrace I long to die. Voluptus be my song, I'll be your singer. Voluptus in forgotten dreams we lie.
The sweet sickness. is what can't wait. so sweet to know. that it's too late. It's sweet to feel that touch. when not enough. is suddenly too much. The sweet sickness.
I got a deep dark secret, that no one knows about. Deep dark secret that you can't live without. Deep dark tar pit, once it's got you it won't let go.
Swimming, swimming,. swimming in those arms. whose embrace I knew before. only in my dreams. is a wonder, wonder,. wonder of such beauty. that I'm overwhelmed..
The fantasy is about power, it is really about control. A powerless loveless outsider, wanting to be in control. To dominate and destroy beauty, put himself in the master's role.
It's for me, the wonder drug of the century. Now I will be all I can be, at last I'm free of my anatomy. You can't control me any more, you can't tell me what to be.
A raging beast that nothing will silence. This dark hunger burning like a fire deep within me. Its anguishing throb seems to overtake my body. Penetrates every pore until it feels as if I could explode.
Manouche, the sky is wide. reflected in your eyes. Black as a moonless night,. darkness of starless skies.. Manouche, I fell into. love when I saw your face.
Crushing pain, my soul shall die. Big girls don't complain and big boys don't cry. As you murder my soul, I keep it all inside. The hate that I feel will have to hide.
When every hour is uglier than the one that passed before. A twisted world in a child's mind,. to her it's just the way things are. The horrible sights are lost in her eyes.
Let me whisper to you, tell you all that I know. of my pleasure and fantasy, give you a show. An invisible frenzy or machines of desire. Do you want to hear more of my perpetual fire?.
God told me to do it, in fact he said I must. I wouldn't think to doubt him, the only one I trust. He said to kill a million of them every day. And then I will be holy when I kneel down to pray.
Frigid idol, I'm cold as stone. I feel my bones break, brittle as ice. The freezing silence in your eyes. The icy shatter of my bones. Brilliant white light of pain.
Embers and ashes, sweet-smelling dust. are all that remains of a fire that burned. beyond my control. Embers and ashes, softened by tears. A bitter reminder of the leaping flames.
Five percent of the human race are dominant over the rest. I'm one of these and I need a man of the dominant five percent. I need a wild man, a dominant man, a man who's stronger than me.
In my field of blood, in my gown of thorns. In my endless night, in my devil's horns. I was born in a firestorm, blood running down the walls. The sirens screamed my name, the distant explosions called.
Angry little teeth, sharpened. pearl cuts and bitten,. my bruised lips if I miss. your coral kiss, does it matter?. Does it?. Necklace soft, new moon nail.
Let me into the rage, inside your mind,. the fire burning in your eyes, terrifies. But I can't look away from the light, if I do. I think I'll go blind.
I'm walking along the darkest road. Staring at the sky up above me. I keep on hearing these voices in my head. They wont leave me alone. . I use to be the saviour.
Your so cold,. Your broken inside,. Your lying on the floor,. And your screaming,. Hoping that someone can,. Believe in you,. I turn around and i see it,.