All things might one day die, but not us. For we are timeless beings. Two feverish minds lost in new landscapes of, The Great In-Between. Who Love has stubbornly refused to let go. As her friends sit back smiling, watching our incredible picture show. So, will you take my hand for this, maybe our last dance? While I still breathe and we still have a chance, before sunrise? As you watch me with those dark, inescapable eyes. While Prince plays the Beautiful Ones. So I can take your soft hand, and trace the shape of desire upon your sensuous soft skin. To will you to let me in. As I blindfold your eyes while preparing a surprise. And when Darling Nikki finally sings a song filled with Computer Blues, I'll consume you. And as you quiver and shiver, I'll hold you tightly, skin to skin. Looking deeply within your dark eyes and slowly whisper. Beyond this mortal world, filled with darkness and pain. Tonight, we are reborn, just to be together again. And as your low echoes fill our candlelit red room. I'll know then, I just have to replay the Beautiful Ones. For a night of explorations of the unknown, and the untouched will soon begin. A Holy Land of dark crucibles of intense pleasure, and sweet pain. As feverish minds in this new domain begin to wildly run again. For Love has stubbornly refused to let us go. So while her friends are back smiling, watching our complicated picture show. Will you take my hand for this, our last dance? While we both breathe, and still have a chance?
