In separate sections, the bodies fall
The leaves are purple, the gra** is red. I love your music
I love your style
The light inside you leaks through your eyes–
The golden liquid that washed your face, contain my secrets and bitter taste
I love your music
I love ypur throat
The light inside me feeds like a golden rope–
And I alone, see through your eyes
And I alone, will never die
And I alone, can taste your hand
And I alone, am sanctified
And I alone, can smell your hair
And I alone, feed you the air
And I alone, can steal steal your breath
And I alone, prevent your d**h
And I alone, am not alone
And I alone, am not alone