ANOTHER DAY

ANOTHER BREATH

THE ALL KNOWING WALL

BRINGS SIGNS OF OUR DEATH

BUT I RESIST THE URGE

TO LET IT GET IN THE WAY

NEEDING TOUCH

A FRAGRANT MOON

WE KNOW THE NUMBER

MARKED ON OUR ROOM

WHATEVER IS LEFT OF US

WILL SLOWLY WASTE AWAY

DEVOURING LIPS

BEGINNING TO TWIST

THIS FEELING COULD LAST FOREVER

DEVOURING EYES

THEY SATISFY

THIS MOMENT COULD LAST FOREVFER

WRAPPED TIGHT

IN OUR RETRAINTS

OUR SKIN MELTS

OUR MINDS BECOME PLAGUED

BUT I RESIST TO PURGE

THE TASTE LEFT ON MY TONGUE

YOU SMELL SO SWEET

BLACKENING TEETH

POETIC LUST

LIKE SOME KIND OF FREAK

WHAT'S LEFT FOR US TO DO?

OUR BODIES BECOME ONE

DEVOURING LIPS

BEGINNING TO TWIST

THIS FEELING COULD LAST FOREVER

DEVOURING EYES

THEY SATISFY

THIS MOMENT COULD LAST FOREVER