A night with you...
There is no remorse
to hide from us
the dying soul
of a unlovely cold.
Were we touch with out no sinister soul
We just let the heart touch for us,
we are just couple of lost souls
that we never know what tomorrow will never come,
but we know that today is on
we know that we have a sand clock under our skin
that count every single touch
were time betray us
because we have a bond in a bowl of lust
to never re-touch this sunken soul
I desire more from you
but I still drunk from you
I still desires more from your melting touch
to die with desires of infinity lust.