The Moor

I no longer feel like sinking Down the black moor on my own Those heavy winds feel more frosty Wish I could be with someone I like to give but now I feel like taking Let me consume you and escape these times I no longer feel like walking In your car please make sure that we fly The softest way of taking is exploiting Your body for the pleasure of mine And no one kisses with such a fire The only way we give and take at the same time