Butterfly On The Lamp

Madness is hidden by the cloak of midnight
Getting into invented paradise
The choking air is soaked from the inside
By the pouring red glow in my eyes
Your odour fills the skies

The lust spreads its legs at my humble request
I’ll tell you a tale where I am obsessed
Two pulses are thumping out for the wishes of one
You’re breaking me down, here comes out my sun

I’m excusing myself by kissing your toes
As black bearded heavens are knitting its brows
You are a she-wolf wearing the skin of a sheep
The filth kisses the sweat and I’m starting to weep
And now we’re inhaling the mutual danger
As I pluck the wings of your guardian angel
Your hairs are the bridle as I grab the stick
Ah, I am so weak, I’m feeling sick

Quiet
Everything is going to be alright
I just want to please you

Through the keyhole out of control
So seductive tease. Stop doing this.
Your turn to stir the soup of my tears
I was a victim of your jeers.
Father’s shame to chase my name
I am the keeper of your nights
Catching your dreams

Let me control your every heartbeat
On the wings of the midnight deceit
Under the navel tickles the cramp
The butterfly on the lamp
When you look up what do you see
Your sacred god or nothing but me?
Taking a breath, I’m stroking the lamb
The butterfly on the lamp

Don’t ask me for more
Oh, vertigo
Don’t ask me for more
I have to go


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