Primal

Your scent hits me first, before your skin is near,

A wild signal cutting through the doubt and fear.

No slow dance needed, no polite little plea,

You belong to me.

Forget the reason, forget the gentle art,

We’re tearing down the walls right from the start...

This savage clash when we collide!

Where all the careful manners run and hide.

It's a fever burning deep inside the bone,

We burn perfectly when we are alone!

My grip is iron, pulling you down low,

Every ragged breath is where the wild things grow.

No more whispers now, just the sound of teeth on throat,

This raw vibration is the only note!

Don't ask for soft... don't ask for slow...

Just take this hunger where the wild things go.

TAKE IT! Own the heat, let the edges fray...

We ain't here to whisper, we are here to stay!

Just let it burn... just let it bleed...

FUCK!