Others cry for help Just like it would change anything Lunatics find no conclusion Bodies simply gliding Figures draw wildest illusions Drag me in their draft
My back so strong like thousand reptiles My fingers reach for miles Perversion finds its roots within our hearts Some-body dares to love
Fingertips touch so many bodies Motionless accepted Lips regret so many kisses Whispered words just as well
Mistaken seem my careful moves MIsunderstood my choice of words Psycho-logically seen I prefer this kind of stimulation