Disharmonic Orchestra - Perishing Passion lyrics

rate me

The seventh heaven

On the thirteen floor

I hear you knock

Upon my door

My attitudes are platitudes

I surrender to your love

Surrounded by your smell

A snapshot like twisted veins

No more thoughts to tell

Devotion up to its gains

Delicious smooth warm sin

Fingerprints on your soft skin

In deep devotion

I end in tears

Like a setting lotion

For all my fears