Hour 8 – Show me all the stars (Gigan)

Silver speed in this bottle of unrest
Sweet deceit in sensuous bare skin

Falling for this wild thing brings wicked ease
Solemn confusion
Veiled bliss, enchanting power in secret places

My senses linger long
Desire awakens strong

And we’re birthing escape bruises before they mark our hearts
Birthing lust under this liquid scarlet glow

No exit; only blinding ecstacy
Silver speed in this bottle of unrest

My senses linger long
taking in shape, scent and pull of this bottle
the sin of its instigating poise

Now kill my innocence
show me all the stars.

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