achilles vs. prometheus- a horrid cassette v.1
his heel is his weakness, and she stole the fire, and together it is harder for them to breathe, and when they go down, they fall together
under ash and stone the city sleeps in silence with neon lights and traffic signs for the solitary taxi passing in the slippery streets of snow
he searched for her under the marquee, and red carpet pulled out, lap-dansed lapels fixed and so sleek, he walked up to the meazzanine floor
and in her glowing dress she crept out the back door, the chase begins as emotion meet reality
heart for heart the city is a whore tonight, they wax and wane in the artificial light of nocturnal life
he stood firm as he saw her, licking lips to remove the emptiness in his gunmetal pants, a body burns for the desire felt
a second to be, a moment to feel, the touch of skin on skin
the queen is running, a king is chasing
recording the present feeling, the last bits and parts of a forecast to the end
under ash and stone the city sleeps in silence with neon lights and traffic signs for the solitary taxi passing in the slippery streets of snow
he searched for her under the marquee, and red carpet pulled out, lap-dansed lapels fixed and so sleek, he walked up to the meazzanine floor
and in her glowing dress she crept out the back door, the chase begins as emotion meet reality
heart for heart the city is a whore tonight, they wax and wane in the artificial light of nocturnal life
he stood firm as he saw her, licking lips to remove the emptiness in his gunmetal pants, a body burns for the desire felt
a second to be, a moment to feel, the touch of skin on skin
the queen is running, a king is chasing
recording the present feeling, the last bits and parts of a forecast to the end