Vanilla mist,
amatory.
Floating in my scent,
bathing in my glory.
Suffocate,
bite on the cherry.
The tune of your heart
sounds so weary.
Golden honey,
paradise.
One knows blind lust
has its price.
Vanilla mist,
amatory.
Floating in my scent,
bathing in my glory.
Suffocate,
bite on the cherry.
The tune of your heart
sounds so weary.
Golden honey,
paradise.
One knows blind lust
has its price.
