This adoration
Won’t stop now
No, it won’t.
It’s not forever
So not the worth
And we know.
I just want your flesh
let it be my feast
I just want your skin
may I become your fear?
There is no need to fake
Hallowed
Numb
Seeking for satisfaction
There's no need to fake
No more, no more, no more.
I just want your flesh
let it be my feast
I just want your skin
may I become your fear?
Take my confidence away
There’s no much to made up here.
This weak encounter
Fears unrecognition
Connection is illusion.
I just want your flesh
let it be my feast
I just want your skin
may I become your fear?