Nós ossos que aqui estamos pelos vossos esperamos
I found you waiting for me
Under the hazy moon's glow
I felt your fingers on my back
Cold and wet as melted snow
I saw that your eyes smiled
Though your mouth, I could not see
Your hands raced against the clock
********** my ambiguity
With fire in your eyes
Your tongue shaped earthly whims
Drawing pentagrams on my bare stomach
Beautiful and grim
Ecstasy in primal hate
Beauty in the pain
Pleasuring me with my own blood
Introducing me to Cain
But then, the dark had ended
And dawn broke open the night
I saw the blood on my pillow
And laughed in satanic delight
Oct 23, 2011
Oct 23, 2011 at 11:23 PM UTC
Nós ossos que aqui estamos pelos vossos esperamos
I found you waiting for me
Under the hazy moon's glow
I felt your fingers on my back
Cold and wet as melted snow
I saw that your eyes smiled
Though your mouth, I could not see
Your hands raced against the clock
********** my ambiguity
With fire in your eyes
Your tongue shaped earthly whims
Drawing pentagrams on my bare stomach
Beautiful and grim
Ecstasy in primal hate
Beauty in the pain
Pleasuring me with my own blood
Introducing me to Cain
But then, the dark had ended
And dawn broke open the night
I saw the blood on my pillow
And laughed in satanic delight
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