Desease
David J
Your hollow voice is calling me
A sick wind through the trees
I can feel you coming on
I know your name
Disease
A fat tailed rat from sewer land
A temptress from the East
You have many bodies
On which to feast
From Arctic cold to jungle hot
A question of degrees
I can feel you breath on me
I know your name
Disease
You over stay your welcome
As long as you stay
You fill my nights with fever
You take my breath away
The common house fly is your friend
You ride upon his back
You visit me at sunset
A femme fatal in black
Oh, you are my lover
Your affection makes me bleed
You kiss my lips come midnight
Infection is your seed
You riddle my pale orchid skin
Steel rods through cankerous cheese
I can feel you coming on
I know your name