Feed the Dream

Lust is singed upon the sun

Your devotion gleaming

Flickering silvered as your tongue

Feasting on a dream

Feed the dream through the night

Can it bleed, will it writhe

Move thine mouth, give a sign

Tear the shroud, may I rise

Sprawled upon a distant moon

I can feel forever

Gliding through an open wound

Arm to mouth entreasured

Feed the dream through the night

Can it bleed, will it writhe

Move thine mouth, give a sign

Tear the shroud, may I rise

Feed the dream through the night

Can it bleed, will it writhe

Move thine mouth, give a sign

Tear the shroud, may I rise