Rush
Drowning in Desire: Poisonblack's Haunting Rush of Passion
Lyrics
I can't help but follow in spite of going insane
I feel compelled to follow despite the risk of losing my sanity.
For I know you'll swallow the whole of my pain
I believe you will absorb and endure all my pain.
I'm stepping out of the light to feel what darkness can sow
I'm moving away from brightness to experience the consequences that darkness can bring.
I stare at the dead red lie...just one glance and I know
I gaze at a blatant lie, and with just one look, I recognize its falseness.
All disguised beneath the smile of the temptress, siren, evil child
Everything is hidden behind the smile of a seductive, alluring, and wicked child.
The devil's sweetest whore
The most enticing temptress, embodying the devil's allure.
Cause you're feeding the fire within me
You are fueling the intense passion and desire within me.
Cause you're making me feel so alive
Your presence makes me feel truly alive.
Cause it's only the end of the suffering and I?m drowning in this rush
It's the culmination of suffering, and I am overwhelmed by this exhilarating experience.
I was down, now flying...going nowhere fast
I was low, now soaring, but without a clear direction.
There's no denying I need this feeling to last
I cannot deny that I crave this sensation, hoping it will persist.
I breathe in and get higher and the ache fades from sharp to dull
As I inhale, I feel an elevation, and the pain transforms from acute to numbing.
The knives of desire...I feel them all
I sense the sharpness of desire like knives cutting into me.
A thousand cuts still leave me cold
Even after enduring numerous hardships, I remain emotionally detached.
Give me more this soul's been sold and I hope this time I won't wake up dead
My soul is continuously surrendered, and I hope not to face a lifeless awakening this time.
Don't blame yourself for what you can't ignore? Don't blame yourself for wanting more and more
Don't hold yourself accountable for what you cannot overlook; don't feel guilty for desiring more.
Flesh on flesh raising breaths on breaths
Intimate encounters intensify, creating a breathless experience.
I love the rush of death...
I embrace the thrill of death, finding joy in the rush it brings.
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