كلمات Pagan Poetry

Pedalling through The dark currents I find an accurate copy A blueprint Of the pleasure in me Swirling black lilies totally ripe A secret code carved, a secret code carved Swirling black lilies totally ripe He offers a handshake Crooked, five fingers They form a pattern Yet to be matched On the surface simplicity (Swirling black lilies totally ripe) But the darkest pit in me It's pagan poetry (Swirling black lilies totally ripe) Pagan poetry Morsecoding signals They pulsate and wake me up From my hibernating On the surface simplicity (Swirling black lilies totally ripe) But the darkest pit in me It's pagan poetry (Swirling black lilies totally ripe) Pagan poetry I love him, I love him I love him, I love him I love him, I love him I love him, I love him She loves him, she loves him She loves him, she loves him She loves him, she loves him She loves him, she loves him This time I'm gonna keep it to myself This time I'm gonna keep me all to myself But he makes me want to hand myself over But he makes me want to hand myself over