Languis

Just one more hour in silence
Time to sign
My name on your neck
leave a mark on you
An eternal tattoo
Before everyone comes back
To talk about money

Because
When the party is over
The tribe will be thirsty
It will be time to dance
Of the languis

There is only one hour for something forbidden
A time of soft
A time of rigidity
I would like to find
The precise blow
The place on your skin
To sink my fangs

When the party is over
The tribe will be thirsty
It will be time to dance
Of the languis

When the party is over
The tribe will be thirsty
It will be time to dance
It will be time to dance

Sentence!
When the party is over
Sentence!