Virginity

Still these lips of ever bold Fill them, will them, never told You guide your smile so fine and full Crimson tine for true and trull Calling out to callow hull Will you say you still believe Shimmering this hide of dreams So gale in the hearth Howling will we still believe Simmered wine of valentine Like water into spark Will you drink this to believe The ides of lies of all The ides of lies of all The ides of lies of all The ides of lies of all The summer of the call Answers of the dear depart Followed loss and bitter salt Shadow in your disbelief Guide for guiles divine assault Summer the call Summer the call Summer the call Summer the call (the ides of lies) Summer the call (the ides of lies) Summer the call (the ides of lies) Summer the call (the ides of lies) Summer the call The ides of lies Summer the call The ides of lies Summer the call The ides of lies Summer the call The ides of lies The ides Shimmering this hide of dreams So gale in the hearth Howling sighs the vilest grieving Simmered wine of valentine Like water into spark Did you drink this to believe The ides of lies of all Summer the call The lies of all Summer the call