Have I been saved? Don't know what to do; are we being saved?
The camera is a mirror, but mine, not yours
For a hundred days you are a virgin or a young boy
You are not sure; I'm never sure
Innocence it's just too kinky, isn't it!
Your hair is too short and your face is too big
Too close to be anybody (anybody)
He enters you through your body
His voice is an act of love
His eyes through you like holy water
Live bare and barely, barely for me"
Live like an act of love
An act of love
Like holy, holy water
It gone deep and hold down, holy water
You open your mouth: bulimia of burning
Bulimia me of burning
The thighs, the cheekbones, the cheekbones, the hands
I'm been down to throw myself up
The forearms, the tongue, the breasts, the upper chest
The face, the face, the face, the face
Your face, my face, the face, my face
Your face, my face, your face, the face
The face, my face
- Innocence is Kinky
- Mephisto in the Water
- I Called
- Oslo Oedipus
- Renée Falconetti of Orléa..
- Give Me That Sound
- I Got No Strings
- Is There Anything on Me T..
- Amphibious, Androgynous
- Death of the Author
- The Seer