Everything Was Perfect

To The Wolves
call the Cruels join hands tonight the dark could probably kill a man a body's warmth ecstasy sweet grass burns and smells like sex to me you only said “I never knew you, depart from me you're an unknown” so Egypt lies awake in bed perfurmed with myrrhs and cinnamon and Christmas passed/past your dearest friend who speaks with God is back again but didn't I do great things for you? From Letras Mania