The Hunger

Holy eyes,
I never knew I'd beg down at your feet.
Hold on tight I never,
never know much more than this.
Open sky the wave of pain the scent of you is bliss.
Hungry eyes they stare at me,
I know, I know, don't go.
Summertime,
the taste of saint secrets,
perfume mist console the mind I take it in, lips of pink I kiss,
Lonely sky the more you take the more I give in.
Holy eyes, I never knew, I know, I know don't go.
Hold on to the memory its all you got,
I know you'll be there to soak up blood lost, blood lost, blood loss.