The Spell of Mathematics

I drink the poison right from your hands A sacred vow, it engulfs me We slip and we slide and in time we create A feeling of warmth inside of you Holy and strict, six times a day We will exchange our violent ways But the beauty is when you touch me I believe your love Has placed its spell on me And I believe your love Is the only thing needed to survive I believe your love Creates this space where we can breathe But I believe your love beholds this sacred key to life The snakes come pouring out of your heart Yeah, you know that I can't deny them So I sink inside where we writhe and create That feeling that pangs my time with you We sway in the wind inside a haze Yeah, you speak your language What am I to say? I'll just wait for your limbs to touch me I believe your love Has placed its spell on me And I believe your love Is the only thing needed to survive I believe your love creates a space where we can breathe I believe your love Beholds the sacred key to life --- The Spell of Mathematics - Deftones