...and She Blossomed Lyrics

Withering Surface ...and She Blossomed

The lighting tears of she who arose
From the glow of the sunset
An auricular confession
Where her colossal lust is forged

Into a blazingspark
A spark which soon sets
Free her ardent genitals

As soft as velvet
As sweet as honey
As beautyful as the virginal scent of her

Her scarlet abdornen
Finer than silk
A vestige of heaven
Her ardent genitals invite me in

On the confessional
Thenectar of our orgasm
Runs down her tights
Covering the face of Christ - Jesus Christ