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.