Feeling you fade Fanning my face with your last leaf Another rotting tree Loosen your tongue, yes Now slip it into me I'll return the lust, bitch Give us your grace How about about some of your sunny weather? To keep me warm Give me a touch Not just one of your friendly brushes Reach into me, bitch Give me some fear More than more of your weaknesses Like a filthy sea Licking my lips with disgust and anticipation I taste your blood, bitch