Flesh & Fever

The room is shrinking, the air is fucking gone
I’ve been watching you since the sun went down
The way you lean against the frame of the door
Like you’re waiting for me to beg for more
I can smell the whiskey and the heat on your skin
A heavy, dark promise of a beautiful sin
You’re a man made of shadow and bone and grit
And I’m losing my goddamn mind, every bit. Stop fucking looking at me like you’re a saint
I can see the hunger that you’re trying to paint
Your hands are shaking, your knuckles are white
You know exactly what’s gonna happen tonight
I want to feel the weight of you, heavy and real
I want to see how much of this pain we can feel
No cold gears, no hollow sound
Just two fucking heartbeats hitting the ground. So fucking break me, strip me to the nerve
Take every sinful thing that you deserve
I want the weight of the man, the sweat, and the grime
The beautiful rhythm of a carnal crime
I’m wide fucking open, I’m shaking and raw
Searching for the life in your goddamn claw
Just skin on skin, just bone on bone
The hardest tension I’ve ever known. You’re a goddamn sinner, and I’m your favorite vice
I don’t want the heaven, I don’t want the nice
I want the parts of you that you try to hide
The animal screaming to get from the inside
I watch the muscles in your back start to strain
I want to feel every ounce of your beautiful pain
You’re just a man, but you’re everything I need
I’m the soil and you’re the fucking seed. Look at me.
Don't you fucking blink.
I want to see...
Exactly what you think. FUCKING DO IT! So fucking break me, strip me to the nerve
Take every sinful thing that you deserve
I want the weight of the man, the sweat, and the grime
The beautiful rhythm of a carnal crime
I’m wide fucking open, I’m shaking and raw
Searching for the life in your goddamn claw
Just skin on skin, just bone on bone
The hardest tension I’ve ever known. Just you.
Just the sin.
Fucking...
Finally.

Industrial Metal with Aggressive Guitars and Distorted Vocals, female