Stigmata

Pressure that builds within

Longing for the touch

Lust beneath my skin

Burning overmuch

My body becomes so bleak

My mind begins to fade

But my soul begins to speak

And filled again

As my cold body touches yours

I feel alive and vain

I wanted to feel empty

I wanted you to push

The life out of me

And to give it back

And make me pleased

I'm so cold

But I feel alive

And to give it back

And make me pleased

Between the sheets of sin

I have found my place

Heat inside my heart

Will continue to rise

My rigor mortis my flesh

Won't drive you away

The whispers on the pillow

And filled again

As my cold body touches yours

I feel alive and vain

I wanted to feel empty

I wanted you to push

The life out of me

And to give it back

And make me pleased

I'm so cold

But I feel alive

And to give it back

And make me pleased