Grace Slick

I can’t take it anymore
In hell everything is so heavy, so heavy, so heavy
A whirlwind feelings
There will be a day when you go want to talk, to find me
Because the hourglass runs very fast and the sands of time run through my fingers
I’m in a trance and all I wanted to do was listen to your voice until I died

Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, your voice breaks my soul, breaks my soul
Grace is so strong, manly, my desire is immense
Love your white hair and your nose, and your nose
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, your voice breaks my soul, breaks my soul

Oceans of time have passed and I still feel you so present
Horses wild running
Naked witches dance in the sacred circle, Walpurgis night

Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, your voice breaks my soul, breaks my soul
Toast our glasses of blood and wine

I know I’m sexual, feminine, mysterious
My eyes is magnetic
I’m dancing belly dance numbing you
I cover you with my hair, tentacles to invite you
Violins in the background, charming lyricism
Sopranos scream in multiple orgasms, dripping on the floor
More fire, your music among incenses and old stories
I move cosmos with my fingers and my powerful mind
My love so deep goes through the veil of forgetfulness

Flowers fall on us
Lavender soothes me like your voice
Recite me a poem, cover me with praise
Deliver me flowers
Violins and bongs echoing, soft harps
Twilight Gods
You stroke my hair in your lap
Hold me from behind baby in your arms I feel protected
And the world can already end