Your lifeline runs down your neckline,
I crave for a lick, the slightest touch.
You turn your head, I bite my tongue,
I could easily fade, I could easily die
Please give in, I'm not asking for much.
We lie beside my anxious Beast,
Dont deny it, it exists,
My heart beats, my hunger needs,
My lust seeks a drop, then two, then three,
When I bend to kiss the wound, it's already sealed.