I must say

There's something quite interesting

In the way you wear silence

Like a blindness

A new flavor

A succulent horror

Baby, you've got me

All riled up

Baby, you've got me

So fucked up

Fucked up

Funny how easily

You can reduce me to rubble

Without even a mumble

Your tongue is a slave

And I will have my way

Your vow of silence

Isn't religious

But I am keen to witness

You experience bliss

Without flooding your lips

Symphonic violence