Kjetil Nernes - The Isis Pool lyrics

(to be addressed like Picabia while listening to instrumental track) I dream of the Isis pool, a moonlight tryst. I let love into the inner sanctum of mind and action. In damp cavities I participate in the varieties of the flesh, I lick and expose, tongue and reveal. There, you lay bare before tigers, coquette - susceptible to their yearning, their mad hunger, their crazed cravings. They lap the Satyr's milk from voluptuous breasts, they pa** their tongues over the pubic tabular and with considerable finesse taste the beautiful flavours of the glans. Soon I experience the exposure of true libido. On all fours she's gently revealing her parts, displaying moist orifices for a touch of hungry caress, a mouthful of lustful appetite. The inclination is vaporous, a female drizzle of perspiration between open spread legs, femme moans from alluring mouths, the effete groan to sticky folds Affected, over-refined, sensuous Moving, elegant, sumptuous La-di-da, la-di-da. The inexplicable belle softly stroking the protruded flesh, occasionally embracing it with sultry painted lips, conforming to the movement of the c*nt's jerking convulsions. She's taking part of the Isis pool climax, drinking freely of the tryst's glorious ejaculation It's like a fountain jet for ancient goddesses and the abundance of sensual desires only makes the thirst stronger, the heat thrive, the hunger grow