Submission - Fields of the Nephilim

It moves between us for one moments

Like opium and your heart

We’ve remedies from the ancient gods

To heal the morals of our shadow devil

Devil come to me, open up the door

Lead me Ciahra to the center of it all

She opened and cried with arms outstretched

Lay down next to me and take what’s left

She cried holding me

Someone’s inside

T too cruel to suffer for what she wants

Condensation on the windows

Peering back at myself

Through the webs we have weaved

Till this radiant morning somewhere else

Oh where have I been

Where have I been

Her lips were hard

My heaven is cold

Let’s lose her

Whose inside me

Let’s use her for what she wants

Take her loosen up

Loose enough