Crack - Prick

Where did it go?

The storm of love

Thunder of flesh, hurricane of blood

Hail of sweat, the cleansing rain

It used to come and lick their pain

Fingers search the private space

Promise fills your face

Treasure chest, a beautiful back

Kiss every crack

Sit around the flame

Crack

Slowly I became

Crack

I’ll do it, I’ll do

Anything you tell me to

Stick it on or stick it through

Anything you want me to

Any ship, put through

Any port I’m coming to

Anything you tell me to…

Where did it go?

The storm of love

Thunder of flesh, hurricane of blood

Hail of sweat, the cleansing rain

It used to come and lick their pain

Sit around the flame

Crack

Slowly I became

Crack

Fingers search the private space

Promise fills your face

Treasure chest, a beautiful back

Kiss, kiss

Every crack

Kiss, kiss

Every crack