How long
have I feasted on your mouth
without ever stopping to savor you
cracked you open
sucked the marrow from your bones
the essence from you
in great greedy mouthfulls
giving back never enough
unmasking you at midnight
evading you untill the witching hour
three long strokes of that grandfather clock
that bastard time
i'm worn out running
you feel like home
unmask me at the witching hour
and when i'm forced to see myself
mirrored in the love in your eyes
I'm slaked of this unatural hunger
this greedy desire
unmask me at the witching hour
feast on my mouth
crack me open, suck the marrow from my bones
let me give untill it hurts