Eve

When we make love I feel it so deeply When we make love i cry. When you kiss my lips They burn with fear For even a love that crowns May crucify. In the cradle of creation Between the hand of love i died And there you were I was warmed Amidst the gaze of your eyes, Our minds wounded By the need for understanding, Our bodies betrayed by time. Do you hear me Can you taste my pain For love has no other desire But to fulfill itself. But to deny yourself the pleasure Of that pain Is to love selfishly. The album bitter is now completed.