shadows crawl into a flash of light a silent touch - the gentle grip of night as flames collide and spirits start to shake the crescent whispers as once did the Eden Snake
bodies melt into a state of rapture let me serve the shrine you hide inside i receive your command, surrender as you capture we shall float on waters of delight
every movement every whisper every raindrop wakes me up every moment every second every touch is not enough
every moment wakes me up every moment makes me rough