Turn my name into a curse that spills from your lips an essence as sacred as a tragic love story a distinctive accent of a triumph death fill the void in my heart with your dark mind color me unholy and claw at my soul with your poisoning words and calloused hands painful pleasure is what you give a dire need for your love.
Jul 10, 2019
Jul 10, 2019 at 2:03 PM UTC
Turn my name into a curse that spills from your lips an essence as sacred as a tragic love story a distinctive accent of a triumph death fill the void in my heart with your dark mind color me unholy and claw at my soul with your poisoning words and calloused hands painful pleasure is what you give a dire need for your love.