Ember
Stir me slow, burn me up.
Fill my every whim, Turning my reality from saint to sin. The echo rises like a flame; Like an ember, I’m hard to tame. I feel your soul in my veins, Each time you whisper my name. You keep the mask, keep the act, You turn desire into a matter of fact. It takes stones to make me plead, You’ve got it all to satisfy my greed. Wake me up, make me shout, Rewrite what it’s all about. So close to falling into despair, Until you...