"I no longer can deny my desire..."











The spirit-endowed feminine reveals herself to me.
Saying "Arise, and become the living. Arise, and enter life."

Hitherto, I dwelled alone - cursed to my despair.
Within you I find the origin - I shed my skin of tears.

And the spirit of the feminine, appeared in the snake-instructor:
"Within lies what you desire - your nurturing birth.
You shall exist, entwined in sensual life.
For it is from the wrath of a jealous god that you were banished.
Your eyes shall open, the womb shall be filled. You can become the gods.
Resplendent in your primal beauty - revel within experience.
Revel in your ecstatic bond - arise...arise and enter life."

- `We exist, Entwined`, by Black Tape for a Blue Girl





You draw me from my present state.
The candles die, the room swirls, the night almost gone.
In an instant I imagine perfection.
We pull so tight, needing to fulfill every dream.
To replace every nightmare, to erase every tear.

When I find you, will I understand?
When I find you, will this all drift away?
When I find you, will I be who I wish to be?

- `Russia`, by Black Tape for a Blue Girl





Knowing your voice could awaken me - is what makes my life impossible.
Knowing we've severed every tie - yet remain bound to each other.
Knowing how I long for the one I once loved - the one who once loved me.
Knowing what I've lost - what is it like to have that beyond reach?

Knowing that your voice will destroy any new dreams I create.
Knowing I'll do the things that you desire.
Life moves on. Lie in wait. Unaffected. Unconscious.
Knowing that your voice will destroy any new dreams I believe in.

A chaos of desire...
Knowing I love you...
There is no longer anything I can do.
There is no longer anything I can do about it.

- `A Chaos of Desire`, by Black Tape for a Blue Girl





I fantasize I'm dressed in tattered strands.
Prisoner to his warm breath, my deference his demand.
This frail girl waits for his command.
Held in his cell, I only can submit.
My face in his hands, it's pleasure I'll admit!
My utopia is dystopia.
I fantasize my body on the ground.
I wait for his command, one less of me around.

He breaks me down while ignoring my tears.
This purifying pain re-enforces my fears.
Now I stop feeling and wide eyed I see reality.
I no longer can deny my desire.
Push me when I protest, only if it pleases you.
Hold me so tenderly, use my as I need you to.
In my utopia, oh I crave this dystopia.

- `In Dystopia`, by Black Tape for a Blue Girl

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