Oh So Great Orgasm
Love is not her sullen slave
Crying out in feeble voice
Despite all the time I gave
Mind fails to perceive a choice
Open all centers fire
Revealing intrinsic desire
I walk again
On feet firmly planted
On a ground of men
It falls away again
Primitive want repents
Now my role makes sense
Now my role makes sense
If I rise up from the filth
A skyward hand will force me down
But so what, who cares
It's better than stickin' around
And it's lonely today
Help me die if you got the time
I'm holding on but nothing's new
Lascivious
Riddled without a clue
And it's folding today
If my spot on this little rock
Is worn out just like the sounds
Thrusting, pulling
Crowned, bound and drowned
In a hoary spray
Tie me up and laugh away
I'm frozen in your bloom
So take my lies
Silencing my gloom
Ain't much left to say
Only time speaks now to me
Hinting that it's due to end
This foolish charade
Stumbling on this ground of men
Hold my hand if you can
I get it's a bit off brand
But I'm trembling where I stand
Hold him down
Foolish cucks
Will not ride this wave
Only to see
Their eyes roll back in their heads
Blind
To the lies been told
Lets out a sigh
No need to withhold
Closing my eyes
Focus on the tone
As jaws scrape and press the bone
Now
See
Something more than me
I've found it's you
And become debris
We were the fools
Boys who thought that men
Have the power to forestall the end
Now
Blood
Washes my skin
From within
Mind falls from my grasp
And I can't see you
And I pray that I don't become a man now
Crying out in feeble voice
Despite all the time I gave
Mind fails to perceive a choice
Open all centers fire
Revealing intrinsic desire
I walk again
On feet firmly planted
On a ground of men
It falls away again
Primitive want repents
Now my role makes sense
Now my role makes sense
If I rise up from the filth
A skyward hand will force me down
But so what, who cares
It's better than stickin' around
And it's lonely today
Help me die if you got the time
I'm holding on but nothing's new
Lascivious
Riddled without a clue
And it's folding today
If my spot on this little rock
Is worn out just like the sounds
Thrusting, pulling
Crowned, bound and drowned
In a hoary spray
Tie me up and laugh away
I'm frozen in your bloom
So take my lies
Silencing my gloom
Ain't much left to say
Only time speaks now to me
Hinting that it's due to end
This foolish charade
Stumbling on this ground of men
Hold my hand if you can
I get it's a bit off brand
But I'm trembling where I stand
Hold him down
Foolish cucks
Will not ride this wave
Only to see
Their eyes roll back in their heads
Blind
To the lies been told
Lets out a sigh
No need to withhold
Closing my eyes
Focus on the tone
As jaws scrape and press the bone
Now
See
Something more than me
I've found it's you
And become debris
We were the fools
Boys who thought that men
Have the power to forestall the end
Now
Blood
Washes my skin
From within
Mind falls from my grasp
And I can't see you
And I pray that I don't become a man now
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