Let me jump into your eye
I want to drink your abyss
Don't give me something to satisfy
I'll take your poisoned kiss
Scar me, show me what you're made of
Let your fears fall upon my tongue
A bath of sweet cyanide for your wicked dove
And the serpent that you stung
I'll lick the salt on your cheek
And the blood in your wound
Tell me what it's like to be weak
And I'll take us past what they deem doomed
Go on and spit your venom
I'll swallow you like chocolate
They might condemn us as gruesome
I'll say you taste good, raw and desolate.
