Intimate Verses کے بول

See! No one witnessed the great Burial of your last dream Only ingratitude, that fiend Was your inseparable mate! Get used to the muck that awaits you! Man, who, in this miserable place Lives among beasts, feels the cruel fate To also embrace the beast within you Take a match, light your smoke! The tender kiss is the prelude to choke The hand that caresses is the same that breaks If someone still brings pity for your ache Stone that vile hand that comforts your heart Spit in the mouth that kisses you Take a match, light your cigarrete! The hand that caresses is the same that breaks Spit in the mouth that kisses you Take a match, light your smoke! The tender kiss is the prelude to choke The hand that caresses is the same that breaks If someone still brings pity for your ache Stone that vile hand that comforts your heart Spit in the mouth that kisses you