Erotic Heretic
More than simply being touched
I want to peek alone into the depths
Of this still unknown heart
I have wings which shine transparent
Through my spinal cord
Rather valuable looking ones, too
If I'm a butterfly
I'm one unique from the neighboring swarm
I know you want to know what it's like
To be stroked with a needle
As I pin you down
Into a specimen box
If it's food you want, I'll feed you
Fresh honey, mouth-to-mouth
There are times when even I
Want to carve into
This pure white skin
That was nurtured in the moonlight
With a glimmering knife
Lunatic Heretic
Falling into a devilish love
Even if it means being dirtied
I don't care at all
Erotic Heretic
More than merely feeling
I want to take in the scenery from within
The indistinct haze of my eyelashes
I don't have an ear to hear
The advice of someone else
With my books and a pen
The room in that plotted out the night in
Its name is 'dream'
It's better to bloom in abandon
And scatter your petals everywhere
Than to one day end up
A withered, dried-up rose
Growing all at once
Poisonous red berries
If I go strolling
Dressed up beautifully
I become a mirror
To reflect only myself
Not for your enjoyment
Fanatic Heretic
If you're offering a love
That'll make you lose yourself and drown
I don't mind receiving it, but
Erotic Heretic
More than simply being touched
I want to peer alone into the depths
Of this still unknown heart
Lunatic Heretic
Falling into a devilish love
Even if it means being dirtied
I don't care at all
Erotic Heretic
More than merely feeling
I want to gaze at the universe that lies beyond the darkness
From within the indistinct haze of my eyelashes
Erotic Heretic
More than simply being touched
I want to dig deeper and deeper
Into the depths of this still unknown heart
More than simply being touched
I want to peek alone into the depths
Of this still unknown heart
I have wings which shine transparent
Through my spinal cord
Rather valuable looking ones, too
If I'm a butterfly
I'm one unique from the neighboring swarm
I know you want to know what it's like
To be stroked with a needle
As I pin you down
Into a specimen box
If it's food you want, I'll feed you
Fresh honey, mouth-to-mouth
There are times when even I
Want to carve into
This pure white skin
That was nurtured in the moonlight
With a glimmering knife
Lunatic Heretic
Falling into a devilish love
Even if it means being dirtied
I don't care at all
Erotic Heretic
More than merely feeling
I want to take in the scenery from within
The indistinct haze of my eyelashes
I don't have an ear to hear
The advice of someone else
With my books and a pen
The room in that plotted out the night in
Its name is 'dream'
It's better to bloom in abandon
And scatter your petals everywhere
Than to one day end up
A withered, dried-up rose
Growing all at once
Poisonous red berries
If I go strolling
Dressed up beautifully
I become a mirror
To reflect only myself
Not for your enjoyment
Fanatic Heretic
If you're offering a love
That'll make you lose yourself and drown
I don't mind receiving it, but
Erotic Heretic
More than simply being touched
I want to peer alone into the depths
Of this still unknown heart
Lunatic Heretic
Falling into a devilish love
Even if it means being dirtied
I don't care at all
Erotic Heretic
More than merely feeling
I want to gaze at the universe that lies beyond the darkness
From within the indistinct haze of my eyelashes
Erotic Heretic
More than simply being touched
I want to dig deeper and deeper
Into the depths of this still unknown heart