Oh my, a tender kiss, now what do we have here? let's trace the lips of an angel
Tongue tied, it's you and I, and we can stay right here until the curtain call.
Hey now take a bow
Caress, you pull me close.
Tear down, topple everything.
Heading a Siren's call,
we’ll dance and we’ll dance till they blush.
Lock eyes, step on the stage.
Let go, and fall in sync.
Come on, just lose control
We’ll dance and we’ll dance till they blush
All hands up send them off with applause
We craft this scene like a dream
Hey now, take a bow
lubricant like kerosene
Kill the silent remarks, and let go
Hey now, this is how
our tender scene will burn to the ground.
Trace your fingers all down my back
Hey now, take a bow,
lubricant like kerosene
Formed into a shape i won’t forget
An angel draped and bound,
you're truly ethereal,
the taste of our spit and all.
Sink your teeth and with these bleeding lips you’ll never hear me say stop
Don't let this feeling go to waste,
we crave it
You said come on pick up the pace,
we need it
digging our nails into our flesh,
oh loving marks
Sacramental,
until the harlot’s down on her knees.
keep shaking, so delightful,
eyes are rolling, into the back of her head,
keep pulling, back and forth,
heart keeps racing, skipping a beat
We craft this scene like a dream
Hey now, take a bow,
lubricant like kerosene
Kill the silent remarks, and let go
Hey now, this is how
our tender scene will burn to the ground.
Trace your fingers all down my back
Hey now, take a bow,
lubricant like kerosene
Formed into a shape I won’t forget
A sign of what once was, fading.
In the distance looms the shadow of a new theme, departure
Oh god,
hey now take a bow,
this may be your best one yet,
blushing red
This wild 35-track all-metal benefit album features Mare Cognitum, Panopticon, and more reinventing songs by Tori Amos & others. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 3, 2020