Distorted Love

The hungry warlocks of our past
They hunt us down and slowly penetrate
Our minds
Our Bodies
And our souls

They come at nights
When sleepless and exposed
We wait for them
In sweat and heartbeat
And in lust

They bring us tears of Goodbyes
Said by our minds unvocalized
They bring us passions of a hungry flesh
Unwanted touches and desires

There is no choice, no haven, no escape
There is no courage left in our minds
The only thing that lingers is the ache
Of a broken heart distorted into empty lust