Think of me. Grant my words to transform your desire into a symphony as my my lips travel through the trail of your backbone, sense the warmth that your body radiate, praise you like no one else ever been admire. You're the utopia and euphoria with that lustful look in your pleasing eyes, I know it was you who is mortalized and burning within my words and as you slowly slipping away to get lost in lust, with a hand around your waist let me sing to you the hymn of the death.