In the Darkest Hours
The sun is about to rise soon
how you attack the individual is unknowningly beautiful
You have batlike angel wings and limbs like a spider
you send me in the air chaining me up to the wall full of desire
Your eyes have mulitple dimension
that can see all my emotions and heighten my senses
and your hands, beautiful hands, hang on to me and take me to flight
devoured me when ever you like
I want to mate with you upside and inside down along the wall
night is falling and a new mind is awakening
how I love the tortured and the pain
your teeth seep into my veins
Soon I have to push you away
so I can live another night of addicition