No glory
iNo glory to love
His hands fully in my blouse
His mind lusted with these vines
No glory to love
My body weaken from his touch
My mind longing for it's call
No glory to love
Our souls eager for pleasure
Our void desperate for cells
No glory to love
Love weeping at us
Voices creeking insane
No glory to love
No glory at all
His hands fully in my blouse
His mind lusted with these vines
No glory to love
My body weaken from his touch
My mind longing for it's call
No glory to love
Our souls eager for pleasure
Our void desperate for cells
No glory to love
Love weeping at us
Voices creeking insane
No glory to love
No glory at all