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