For Her Pleasure

Erase the pictures from my mind

Eliminate the presence of your kind

Unloose the strings of instinct laws

Just to fall into some other jaws

In pounding afterglow I rise

For the pleasure of dying twice

A wingcut angle in decline

Breathe my air and i`ll be fine

Put your teeth in me

Carve your name in me

I don't care if there is something

That I'm too blind to see

Invite yourself and feel free

To pick up splinter of debris

It's in your system exclusive

Subdues all that's delusive

Initially this lie I'd recoil

But again I crawl this dirty soil

Of all possessions I did treasure

This one's strictly for her pleasure