40-FORTY-

歌詞

I touch your fire The pressure of the cylinder rises The gravitation tween us enforced Our skin smells scorched The bodies soak for The signal of the blood device The rhythm of the beat bang us It rises It rises I am a servant of desire You're wrapped up in the water Intersected, intercourse with the blood Biting meat, sucking bones Sipping liquid, touching freaky Grabbing the every nerve of emotion Charmed by you and luna thing The memory of the sea we're in There is it There is it There is it It's there I hear a voice say stop I hear a voice to push me The curve lightened by T.V I calm down my rough breath Got my rhythm back Forgot the washed-away feeling for a moment SMOKE Gimme a memory Alcohol in the midnight Neither morning coffee nor the evening shower ever changes Rain keeps falling 40 days Still raining We crawl on the ground in the valley of the building Where we lost the smell of blood and we looked for the beat The loops of a release and a spell We hold on again... Looking for more, and Looking for more, and more, more, more, more.... Residents of darkness Trusters to the darkness I don't believe the moon... There is it There is it There is it It's there