Grand Alchemist - Sensemachine lyrics

Swallow the interglacial serenity My recreation for life Down so long Grown so strong In a devotional illusion, I ride the storm again Down so long Grown so wrong Brazen and contented I burn I don't see the river Though hear the complaining What is the price and what is the winning of shame? There is a fire between us! Feel it, touch it I don't identify this place A Black strap-on, Instrumental breathing wearing leather A Black strap-on Instrumental breathing To pretend this tender and shell this fear, Will you touch me with your hands of dirt, and donate some grace so I can grace desert? Will you fill me?