A glass of red wine, the fragments of a whisky bottle on the floor
Splinters of pain are piercing my soul, red phrasing
Pathetic stains on the wall, maybe rancid blood, maybe tears of mud,
And backwards eyes to see my self-killing years…before the Star…
So is this life?
How many tears flow
In the essences of time
A meeting between my heart and the Moon
I loose my breathe in you and I remember…
Incenses and rosaries without Christ
Tears on the sweaty leather
Insomnia
She was like the Night
An Infinite Space Of Infinite Stars
In a shamanic dance
And I was bleeding and trembling - stealing a rose from the deepest sky
And laying it down upon a cross - in this languid dark of misery
CHORUS:
Dark - cold - steel embraces
Razorblade caresses
Dance -dance - dance chrysalid of a star
Lay your hands down on me
Mark my skin with your kiss
Dance -dance - dance chrysalid of a star
A whisper
A choked shout
Pieces of flesh under my nails
Delirium
Wasted emerald dreams
Alchemic trip in my eyes
Erotic flames
And I was bleeding and smiling - drawing crimson prayers on my arms
And I was drinking and crying - admiring my tearing outside inside
CHORUS X 2
Please lead me inside your womb - and accept me in your ecstasy
(And) love me with all your love - destroy and save me while I come inside of you