كلمات Adorning Wounds

You're the black thorn on my brow that keeps me the right track As my eyes turn crimson As my thoughts turn into the jumble of an unsteady mixture My arms embrace the horizon In a shiver of sensual delight You're the spear in my insides that keeps myself erect Praises emanate from a lowering sky Its blinding darkness makes me waver And push me towards a delicious exhilaration Do myself yours and eat me I will be your wine and your bread Your blood and your flesh I can feel the holes extending in my blackbone In a epileptic pleasure Adorn my body of your wounds You're the metastases that palay human being You're my whole thing My whoke life, my whole soul In a spellbinding hebraic praise you guide my steps Like a jesuitical transplant I live in you