Oh Maynard...

[synnoveaevael]

Run, desire run;
Sexual being.
Run him like a blade-
To and through the heart.
No conscience,
One motive:
To cater to the hollow.

Screaming,
"Feed me here;
Fill me up, again."
Temporarily pacify this hungering

So grow,
Libido throw
Dominoes of indiscretions down.
Falling all around,
In cycles,
In circles;
Constantly consuming-
Conquer and devour.

'Cause it's time to bring the fire down.
Bridle all this indiscretion
Long enough to edify,
And permanently fill this hollow.

Screaming,
"Feed me here;
Fill me up, again."
Temporarily pacifying.

"Feed me here;
Fill me up, again."
Temporarily pacifying.

Comments

[julieo.livejournal.com]

I fucking love Maynard.
OMG 4 real.

[synnoveaevael.livejournal.com]

of course you do. the man sings sex.