Prelude

Prelude - Embodyment

Let the hands fall

To the floor

Allow these pupils

To see organs

A telescopic view

Is almost arousing

No more holiness in denial

The trojan army is just a farce

Reality is two weeks in the waiting

I'm not sure

We're on the same page

I'm not sure

Habitual weakness stains the past

Desire rolls over and waits for spring

I'm not sure

We're on the same page

I'm not sure

If we are love the same thing

I'm not sure

I'm not sure

If we are love the same thing

Your eyes are lusting my hands are tied

Your mind conditioned my heart has changed

I'm not sure

We're on the same page

I'm not sure

We're on the same page

I'm not sure

I'm not sure

I'm not sure not sure

Your eyes are lusting my hands are tied

Your mind conditioned my heart has changed