Her wanting warm welcome
Teases me gentle on the inside
And my mind seems to run away
To somewhere safe to hide
Her madness, her warm caress;
Our juvenile beauty is faded in the haze
Of her tender treacherous dreams that veil
The decay that is found in her embrace
Her life drips over my lips
And as true lovers we kiss
Sip by sip the pulsing of her body
A frenzy within me like precious bliss
Our lives are dressed in filthy gore
And the naked truth wakes up beside me
As a regretful whore and I close my eyes
To forget what so painfully hides inside me
Tuijon dreams I dream
Under Lukarnas silver light
I beg “pour me another one”
To forget my useless fight
A fight against the madness
That she brings with each glass
A fight against the sadness
Of all those sober stonds that pass
A fight that I am bound to lose
While death is coming my way
Silent steps in her velvet shoes -
Just the bitter taste of life will stay
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