A_port_in_any_storm - It Dies Today
Fearful and numb
Fearful and numb
I now can accept
Deceit and dependency
When are my preeminent assets
Defined
Defined
A word etched in skin
Sweet host
Sweet host
I'll feast within
Oh how one taste will haunt
The senses and my dreams
I fiend the touch of your flesh
A lust which brings us no end
Dissolution quenched on fleeting hands
On fleeting hands
Drowning myself
Drowning myself
In seas of compromise
Fair ladies and harlots submerge
With this sinking ship
Black urge
Black urge
I swore to dismiss
Your minions
Minions
Keeps on starving
Oh how one taste will haunt the
Senses and my dreams
I fiend the touch of your flesh
A lust which brings us no end
Dissolution quenched on fleeting hands
One dip of impure blood has left a bitter taste
Pending a lust which brings us
Closer to false heaven
Oh how one taste
One taste
Will haunt the senses and my dreams
I fiend the touch of your flesh
A lust which brings us no end
Dissolution quenched on fleeting hands
Fleeting hands
Oh how one taste
One taste
Will haunt the senses and my dreams
I fiend the touch of your flesh
A lust which brings us no end
Dissolution quenched on fleeting hands
On fleeting hands