And when your clothes are on the ground and your hair is falling down Will you surrender to it now Because yes only we exist in our symphony of flesh in our universe of bliss In the infinite kiss the infinite kiss As it subjugates you now as it pins you to the ground like a tethered animal As it drags you by the hips and it forces you to this it is hell but in is bliss It's the infinite kiss the infinite kiss As you move like a machine and the child within you screams 'when was heaven so obscene It's our playground of exess it is poetry made flesh it's our sumphony of bliss The infinite kiss the infinite kiss the infinite kiss the infinite kiss