Disease

Disease - David J

Written by：David J

Your hollow voice is calling me

A sick wind through the trees

I can feel you coming on

I know your name

Disease

A fat tailed rat from sewer land

A temptress from the east

You have many faces many bodies

On which to feast

From arctic cold to jungle hot

A question of degrees

I can feel you breath on me

I know your name

Disease

You over stay your welcome

As long as you stay

You fill my nights with fever

You take my breath away

The common house fly is your friend

You ride upon his back

You visit me at sunset

A femme fatal

In black

Oh you are my lover

Your affection makes me bleed

You kiss my lips come midnight

Infection

Is your seed

You riddle my pale orchid skin

Steel rods through cankerous cheese

I can feel you coming on

I know your name