[Chorus: Luca Braico]

Really really want you to be without breath

In your melancholy state

You want me to be death, I fill

Head of that I guess I’m not what you saw once

That I’m never ever not drawn out for some lust

I come on you

On you, on you

On you

[Verse: Luca Braico]

Dark walk down road alone

Approach with clenched fist, glowing stone

You're rolling, rolling

You roam into another world with pretty swirls

You feel that warmth within in your bone

Blood and cum

Your liquid sludge, sewer waste

Raising glass, we have a taste

Final form

[Chorus: Luca Braico]

Really really want you to be without breath

In your melancholy state

You want me to be death, I fill

Head of that I guess I’m not what you saw once

That I’m never ever not drawn out for some lust

I come on you

On you, on you

On you

Really really want you to be without breath

In your melancholy state

You want me to be death, I fill

Head of that I guess I’m not what you saw once

That I’m never ever not drawn out for some lust

I come on you

On you, on you

On you

[Outro]

3, 2, 1, liftoff