washing out the burning sting from the skin that has been eroded. no one knows where youve been. no one knows your true name, but i do. and that is why you.
id like to smell your dark flesh. lust and mild, you wield terrible power. polluted water...
you lie there in the glow and think about what youve done to her with your heart of fools gold. it dont mean anything. its just a minute of heat and flash...
feeling joy, full of hope, cuz all the theories are lies, and nothing is set, nothing is certain.