In sickness, assault, on a tile floor
Bear witness of another baby born

In the simple places that are hid beneath your clothes
Calm touching.
Calm touching brings results

Well dont we all exist yet die alone
Don't we all exalt
Don't we all... don't we die alone

Soon as the plot unfolds
Your dress and my eyes all up your clothes.
A sure way, to start a war.
In passion, running up your thighs.
My eyes, my-my, love what's in store for tonight.
With no feeling, no not a single sign of life I
I know, well I know better

So mirror your denial love
Mirror your denial it's love, now it's lust