Point of Perversion

Hold me now Print it on my face, your fucking lies My ears become angry With this annoying sound By Your hands breaking my bones My hidden fears are exposed In front of you My feelings build to the point of seduction Between the enlightenment and self-destruction Just a veil divides a point of perversion The color of full circle realized The color of peace The color of no pain The end of doubt The end of hate High and low Contemplate the divine and the dirt Let me fall deep Into this dark cave, forget me there With a bit of perversion