December
Monday 1 June 2009 photo 3/3
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Merciless heat, succumbing every inch of living flesh,
It spawns music with burning touch deep as the ocean,
As all flesh burn, thus touch the very passion inside,
Like bloodlust the salty sweat fall in slow-motion
I sit still, like a mist and a shadow watching every move,
Feel the sensation of pain and pleasure overtake the mind,
Morals and bonds cease to exist as the flame burns,
And by night, as eyes open, the beast emerges to feast on lust itself…
It spawns music with burning touch deep as the ocean,
As all flesh burn, thus touch the very passion inside,
Like bloodlust the salty sweat fall in slow-motion
I sit still, like a mist and a shadow watching every move,
Feel the sensation of pain and pleasure overtake the mind,
Morals and bonds cease to exist as the flame burns,
And by night, as eyes open, the beast emerges to feast on lust itself…
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