Orgy

A disease is under my fingernails
It stains me like a tattoo
A disease is under my fingernails
Staining me like a tattoo
Back on the Rack
Aching with time
Your face is familiar
From another crime

And we could swim, we could swim
My little fishes and me

Overgrown senses prickle & spark
The flesh is in the palm of my hand
Overgrown senses prickle & spark
The flesh is in the palm of my hand
Back on the Rack
Love under will
Your face is familiar
From another kill

A tongue explodes into my mouth
A taste of coma & tears
A tongue explodes into my mouth
A taste of coma & tears
Back on the Rack
My shape of rage
Your face is familiar
From another cage

And we could swim