Turn my water into wine,
Blindly, follow, be obsessed,
I pray for beauty to be mine,
I wish for you to be undressed.

Turn my body inside out,
Crawl and beg, but it's your time,
It's your thighs,your wet pink mouth,
It's my altar, it's your shrine.

Turn my water into dust,
I grind my teeth on marble stairs,
That open my way to lust,
Away from dreams that breed despair.