Hymns of Heart Will Admire Your Flesh

Hymns of heart will admire your flesh or your soul in my beautiful dreams, Killing pride through confession with slash Opens heart in my verse, in my screams. To be canary in lassitude, Speak for eternal love on my way, To say sorry for nothing in feud, To touch breast being careful, to pay For the heart that is boiling inside Under shirt in the madness of mine I have rumpled confession, it died, I have headache with feeling of line. I would touch you if only I could, To forget silly rules to give will for the words, so long time I was mute I should love someone else as I feel. I would like never hear you’ve refused I would like to enjoy with your words those you’re looking for me you’re confused, Love’s alive in your heart, in your thoughts. That you wish our meeting today That you’re asking me stay for the night For sweet torment, I want it I pray: Give me passion and gladness and light. And I never will die with my heart And I’ll sing hymn of love for your sake And I will be so mad I will start Call you goddess, but woe will not wake.