Faiblesse Des Sens
Amesoeurs
Weakness Of Senses
Gestures are regrets
That time out accentuates
The energy is lost, the desires drag along
Each phase of discomfort alters the reason
Unconfessed unstable moods
Weakness of the senses and frustration
Choking the conscience
I'm getting nauseous
Internal grime
Bodies are havens to the caresses
Made odorless as soon as they germinate their seed
A permanent emptiness will put the remaining to sleep
