Letra de Towering flesh

She frolics through the rain whispering love insane her kisses exit through
heart-shaped exit wounds her skin like flesh of angels her blood my catholic
wine it moves slowly through me disintegrates my spine she´s got heroin
embraces that I still need to be in I force myself to loathe her so I can
fall for her again her lips are wet with venom her posture´s serpentine
she´ll touch my arm and flowers grow their poisonous and obscene all her
shrugged little movements an d their despotic majesty in the midst of such
perfection I can´t help but feel diseased