Crying out to the Flies

There is no absolute when bodies melt The two has turned to one Seen as expires I'm not afraid to give in The truth has made me go bad Making me follow the road That love is the only way I've come undone Under your fever Shades of true black Wading me through Shivers surrounding the time Sinking deeper in this fear Forcing myself to succumb To love being all there is You're calling out from the door It's calling over for you Visions of yearning for more I'm calling out to the flies --- Crying Out To the Flies - Le Butcherettes