Feel me cunningly adore....
Mother Mary kept watch on the shelf above the bed
Her marble eyes were on the clock
Her ivory robes a halo over our heads
And I'm going to take your skin and spread
It out on the bedroom floor
Travel my fingers to the place where I can find
What I'm searching for
I see your pulse throb through the bedsheets
Can I take it in my hands?
I can feel your beauty's fading breath
I can make you whole again
I see your heart beat through the bedsheets
Love it kills
So hard to mend
Around the pain of Cupid's arrow
I can make you whole again
My body is a steeple
For all the passed on people
To love dead flesh back into action
Praise skin and adore passion
My body is a steeple
For all the passed on people
To lift their heartless bones from the ground
And then into substance send them diving down
And don't you know the starlight is here
Written in our eyes?
We'll travel weary saddened light years
And engulf the fading stars we find
Hours race against this service
God's judgement dwindles time
Mother Mary keeps her eyes on the clock
We'll engulf the fading stars we find
