On Gorgeous Grounds Lyrics
"Do you come form London or perhaps from Lyon ?"As she consumes my eyes I stand paralyzed......froze like eyes...Don't want to know her name, disappointed I might beSo I ask if she's real, her flesh she let me feel......which I might steal...I walk on gorgeous grounds...She tells me without a soundThat we are the only onesYes, I walk on gorgeous groundsAbsorbed by darkblue eyesParted in halfThis all I could sacrificeI cannot comprehend from where luck roseNor can I recall when she lost her charm......and me my arms...
Defleshed On Gorgeous Grounds
