Post Orgasmic

It splashes this desire over your madness
It tears off my clothes ´til make´em rags
It leads all my angst becoming in passion
It bleeds me the dreadful feeling for you

There´s no more magic in our delictable hell
I´m not moped out anymore because of you
I wanna hear you screaming ´til desire slips away
I´m into you but I´m leaving because of fear

Pleasure killed me and I´m drowning in tears
Fear ate me  (by inside) and I´m dying in grief
Satisfaction caught me and I´m picking the pieces
Desire ended with me and I´m killing the passion (for you)

All I wanted to feel was the supreme pain
All I got was an endless passional murder
All I wanted to feel was the delirious of the impossible
All I discovered was I´m not untouchable

You make me rain over your body
I inflicted my pleasure/ pain to satisfy you
You make me kill myself to please you
I licked your mouth bled to fall in...love

And in razor´s edge I felt ecstasy
But everything where I was  ....the only real was the fantasy
And in the trigger´s edge I felt pleasure
But everything where I went it´s now destroyed

Unyielding way to fall in my arms
Furtive blood kisses ´til make us cry
Thrill me to get the big pleasure ever
You´re my satisfaction and my final orgasm

(But I woke up...Bloodflower)

I Adore

All those repent us of some things
Sometimes
I´m just right
Infallible justice
There´s no god
I´M GOD!
Neither we´re born nor we die
The soul doesn´t have birth nor death

We aren´t body
We are soul!
Nobody wants to die
But everybody´s going to die...
I have to die
Someday
I Adore
Victim of the circumstances

Zafyr
Everyone of us
It´s abandonning
Its body gradually
How to avoid depressing you?
The solution is commiting suicide
(I feel that when you depart from
You let so much of you)
Beginning with you...I died
I´ll die with you (I sinned again)

We aren´t body
We are soul!
Nobody wants to die
But everybody´s going to die...
I have to die
Someday
I Adore
Victim of the circumstances

I have to die
Because if not I´m going to...
Commit suicide everyday...´til get it
I have to arrive at you
Until the end
I Adore You
We aren´t body
We are soul...
(Expiation, purification, salvation)

Transmutation of our souls
(Saturation, exploration, expansion, culmination)


Lost in a Labyrinth called YOU!

A Last Time To Exceed

A kind of excessive love made me vicious
And please be mine...
Sit together in the sand
You say to me "you´ll never stand"
Bring me to the sadness!
Then comes the happiness
And everything is alright
When you´re addicted to night
And love these screams!
What is it just seems?
Wait too long...
A last time to exceed
Wait too long...
A last tear to disappear
Wait too long...
A last fear