The forbidden trance is what I’m looking for
Your thick black beams are what I’m leaning on
The fountain of life is what I’m searching for
A sticky sweet stream is what I’m hoping for
First clash is over, clean the battlefield
Camping under stars, allow me to regroup
I love your offence, you are worth the effort
Keep those peaks at attention
I’m the captain
A holy sight, only the chosen duo can see it
Don’t open the windows, keep the incense
Inhaling pieces of heaven as I smell your skin
Bust it open I am not leaving this altar.
