Sweet Murderer

My sigh is the moon
My moon is the sleep
My sleep is your face
Your face is my soul

My soul is the sea
My sea is the wine
My wine is your blood
Your blood is my soul

Won't you see into the eyes of god
And kiss his breast to taste the salt of sin

My dream is the flesh
My flesh is the wound
My wound is your lust
Your lust is my dream

My song is the skin
My skin is the pain
My pain is your breath
Your breath is my song

Won't you see into the eyes of god
And kiss his breast to taste the salt
Won't you feel his tender struggling hands
Won't you touch this life before it ends
Before it ends.