Every little twitch that I make
You can feel it as it happens
Every fingernail that glides over you
You feel it like a jealous mother
Am sliding through this endless black hole
As you smell the soul out of me
The smiles got a hidden veil
Over the blood turned water
And the so often sinned devil
You know my every single scar
And every square inch
As you smell the soul out of me
On a hot bed of candles
And the mind like a sickle
My denial to you
Would violate your pleasure principle
I give in each and every time
As you smell the soul out of me
Of all positions that you make
I like it while I can't see
For it loosens my mind
With someone else in me
As I lie down tired
You smell the soul out of me
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