Ripping the tights off my nuclear bride
As we surf the Deoxyribonucleic tide
Held together by gaffa tape, anvil and fire
Barebacking angels in spirals of wire
Though our hearts can't be denied
Burdened with shame, striving for pride
With a lust too hot to handle
Burning bright like roman candles
Where the oxygen thins to a paste or a dream
And the sirens are drag kings with thick lipstick seams
The reactor transmutes breath of god from a scream
Pumping black bile and blood into neighbouring streams
Though our hearts can't be denied
Burdened with shame, striving for pride
Still we're just going through the motions
Stripped of love and deep emotion
My heart drills a hole in the cell of my chest
Whose prison walls labour a deep mortal test
To commit to eternity inside the core
In the hope that it doesn't become like before
Though our hearts can't be denied
Burdened with shame, striving for pride
With a lust too hot to handle
Burning out like roman candles