The Moor - Lebanon Hanover

I no longer feel like sinking

Down the black moor on my own

Those heavy winds feel more frosty

Wish I could be with someone

I like to give but now I feel like taking

Let me consume you and escape these times

I no longer feel like walking

In your car please make sure that we fly

The softest way of taking is exploiting

Your body for the pleasure of mine

And no one kisses with such a fire

The only way we give and take at the same time