Tiamat For Her Pleasure
this is the fixed version of your previous one. some words were wrong. Erase the pictures from my mind Eliminate the presence of your kind Unloose the strings of instinct laws Just to fall into some other jaws In pounding afterglow I rise For the pleasure of dying twice A wingcut angel in decline Breathe my air and I'll be fine Put your teeth in me Carve your name in me I don't care if there is something That I'm blind to see Invite yourself and feel free To pick up splinter of debris It’s in your system exclusive Subdues all that's delusive Initially this lie I'd recall But again I crawl this dirty soil Of all possessions I did treasure This one's strictly for her pleasure Put your teeth in me Carve your name in me I don't care if there is something That I'm blind to see