32 Lines Video (MV)

I want your hand
Across my belly
I want your breasts
Upon my back
I want your pain
To rip right through me
I am your death
You are my wrath

I ll take your hand
Beyond the threshold
I ll take your gifts
As art of fact
I ll take your tongue
Right down to my throat
You are my loss
I am your map

I find your eyes
They give me shelter
I find your lips
They give me peace
I find your need to take me over

Open my heart
I ll tell you stories
Open my legs
I ll read your mind
Open my mail
I ll tell you re forty
You are my fate
I m your design

I ll lead you o er
The city burning
I ll lead you home
To Provincetown
I ll lead you down
The soft dunes yearning
You re my vision
I am your sound

I long to be
Your handsome woman
I long to feel
The crease of time
I long to free
Medusa s stallion
I m your water
You are mine

I need to carve
Your face in pavement
I need to die
In your embrace
I need to keep
A grave engagement
You re my power
I m your disgrace.