​graves
Iridescent White Light
Stirring is the scent of seduction
Up here in this room
The candle flame
Licks her lips
That somehow seem to swell
And she takes a deep breath again
Iradescent White Light
A bone chill wind moves up the point of penetration
Up here in this room
The candle flame
Licks her lips
That somehow seem to swell
And she takes a deep breath again
Iradescent White Light
The doors won't stop closing I'm being sucked in
I can't see anything, I'm seeing things again