When he kisses without doubt
He dances at the edge of desire
He is silent when his warm mouth
Are subjugating her
conscience
Afterwards unbidden thoughts come back
But he's already gone
Like a beast of prey
Like a master of
chase
It's the nature of rapacity
Frolic with her sensuality
I still believe in people who think
Love is something more
than desire
Although it flavours our life
With a taste of sombre wine
When she walks the air becomes so heavy
Underneath
the naivety there's her silent slyness
To fall a vitim to you is only a delight
Often the Beast is the Beauty
The wolf can be
eaten by the lamb
Afterwards unbidden thoughts come back
But he's already gone
Like a beast of prey
Like a mistress of
chase
It's the nature of rapacity
Frolic with her sensuality
there's no divinity
Which can't be sold
Please don't talk
about love
Until I believe in it
But I still believe
Although I see rivers of lies
Which have taken possession of us
So
please don't tell me
That true love is what she's searching for
Because it can't be found
Through the perdition in following
arms