State Of Being - Instinct (metal + gla**) lyrics

Your scent It's on the ground No matter how I fight it, my instinct hunts you down Your words Are so profound And my appetite's enticed by every single syllable you sound As my instinct hunts you down You roam And you breathe The midnight air - the spider's web The dust blows thru the trees You roam And you breathe The midnight air - this tangled web The fear blows thru the trees I grope the air My fingers clutch Your instinct to run is overcome in need of touch