Dream 가사

Cold air, pale skin Do you smell the sweet scent of the blood Memory, bloody desire Nightly vaginalism overcame me Blurred pictures clears up Your cries, no response Your touch, her warm blood on your skin Severed artery A cold drop slides down the neck To bosom To sternum To navel To clitoris... Her bloody defenselessness wakes my desire While you accomplish the ritual Her eyes opened While you penetrade her Her thights clings demand around you She want your juice, the holy gral You open your eyes The moonlight falls in her sleeping face After lightening comes dismay What drives a man to this dream?