When he kisses without doubt

He dances at the edge of desire

He is silent when his warm mouth

Are subjugating her conscience



Afterwards unbidden thoughts come back

But he's already gone

Like a beast of prey

Like a master of chase

It's the nature of rapacity

Frolic with her sensuality



I still believe in people who think

Love is something more than desire

Although it flavours our life

With a taste of sombre wine



When she walks the air becomes so heavy

Underneath the naivety there's her silent slyness

To fall a vitim to you is only a delight

Often the Beast is the Beauty

The wolf can be eaten by the lamb



Afterwards unbidden thoughts come back

But he's already gone

Like a beast of prey

Like a mistress of chase

It's the nature of rapacity

Frolic with her sensuality



there's no divinity

Which can't be sold

Please don't talk about love

Until I believe in it



But I still believe

Although I see rivers of lies

Which have taken possession of us

So please don't tell me

That true love is what she's searching for

Because it can't be found

Through the perdition in following arms