Pedaling through
The dark currents
I find
An accurate copy
A blueprint
Of the pleasure
In me

(Swirling black lilies totally ripe)
A secret code carved
A secret code carved
(Swirling black lilies totally ripe)

He offers
A handshake
Crooked
Five fingers
They form a pattern
Yet to be matched

On the surface simplicity
(Swirling black lilies totally ripe)
But the darkest pit in me
And it's Pagan poetry
(Swirling black lilies totally ripe)
Pagan poetry

Morse coding signals (signals)
They pulsate (wake me up)
And wake me up
(Pulsate) From my hibernating

On the surface simplicity
(Swirling black lilies totally ripe)
But the darkest pit in me
And it's Pagan poetry
(Swirling black lilies totally ripe)
Pagan poetry

(Swirling black lilies totally ripe)
(Swirling black lilies totally ripe)

I love him, I love him
I love him, I love him
I love him, I love him
I love him, I love him
She loves him, she loves him

This time
(She loves him, she loves him)
I'm gonna keep it to myself
(She loves him, she loves him)
(She loves him, she loves him)
This time
I'm gonna keep me all to myself
(She loves him, she loves him)
And he makes me want to hurt myself again
(She loves him, she loves him)
(She loves him, she loves him)
And he makes my want to hand myself over
(She loves him, she loves him)
(She loves him, she loves him)
(She loves him, she loves him)
(She loves him, she loves him)