The Face Of My Innocence

As the reasons came and went, and swept across

The face of my innocence, I was lost.



To know your face, and your true shade

To feel your lips, and to be bade

To praise the night, to praise my unknown faith

Must I sure find a way? To infest the wound



Inside the wound, that draws me near

And cries my name, and feeds my presence

I am here!



I long for one piece with

I cry for my peace is in you



Inside the wound I hope to find

The essence and presence of you

Inside the wound I wish to learn

The art of fucking you



After the reasons came and went, and swept across

The face of my innocence, I was lost

Inside the wound, that draws me near

And cries my name, and feeds my presence

I am here!



To know your face, and your true shade

To feel the lips, and to be bade

To know your face, and your true shade

To hide in here, in this place



I long for one piece with

I cry for my peace is in you