I touch your fire The pressure of the cylinder rises The gravitation between us enforced Our skin smell scorched The bodies soak for The signal of the blood device The rhythm of the beat bang us It rises It rises I am a servant of desire You're wrapped up in water Intersected, intercourse with the blood Biting meat, sucking bones Sipping liquid, touching freaky Grab the every nerve of an emotion Charm by you and luna thing The memory of the sea we're in There is it There is it There is it It's there I hear a voice say stop I hear a voice to push me The curve lightened by T.V I calm down my rough breath Got my rhythm back Forget the washed away feeling for a moment SMOKE Gimme a memory Alcohol in the midnight Neither morning coffee not the evening shower ever changes Rain keep falling 40 days Still raining We crawl on the ground in the valley of the building Where we lost the smell of blood and We looked for the beat The loops of a release and a spell We hold on again... Looking for more, and Looking for more, and more, More, more, more... Residents of darkness Trusters to the darkness I don't believe the moon... There is it There is it There is it It's there