Evaline

In sickness, assault, on a tile floor

Bear witness of another baby born

In the simple places that are hid beneath your clothes

Calm touching.

Calm touching brings results

Well dont we all exist yet die alone

Don't we all exalt

Don't we all... don't we die alone

Soon as the plot unfolds

Your dress and my eyes all up your clothes.

A sure way, to start a war.

In passion, running up your thighs.

My eyes, my-my, love what's in store for tonight.

With no feeling, no not a single sign of life I

I know, well I know better

So mirror your denial love

Mirror your denial it's love, now it's lust