Night throws me to deep night is clean as well as glass eye it has power but you posses this power and whisper but i know whisper too dream will fill while i am asleeping she is strong and your hands you pull them like a spider nearly, nearly, nearly to my soul your breath oh i will die passionate burns our domination of fate and i know your smell in the night too dark burns our bodies, and you whisper you remember past life to me when you guarded me my body and i know your smell in the night too love burns between us but death calls me but with you you be mine please spider hands let they hold to tie die souls of passionate i desire to throw of false passionate of love take my clothes and let it is enough for you you burn me and my naked body souls look from heaven i want to stay naked without shame lies and you please please you guard my yearning body please!
