The Funeral Romance Pt. II - Taste Of Blood On Her Lips
Missouri Quiet
A strange feeling, that alarms me so much
I've presented this midnight waltz to you
I'm forgetting all, when I look into your eyes
I want to feel taste of your lips and your love so strong
I know what you want and I feel your desire
Our bodies are burning in a fire of lust
I will be gentle with you as no one could
Let's get out of their curious eyes
Walking through dark passage I go after the sound of your steps
In your room of depravity, your quiet nook
Our bodies will devote to a passionate love that we both are waiting for
I want to see you naked body in your mirror ceiling
Why do you forbid me to contemplate, tell me your secret?
But I've felt a taste of blood on your lips
When I looked up, I didn't see your image
My heart is overflowing with fear
I've opened your secret, I know who you are
I am ready to die
I am your source of life
So what are you waiting for?
Dawn will come very soon
Passion that is changed by nightmares has stilled your thirst