The Smell of the Whip

This, I remember now
All the feelings that I have
felt during the whole year
All come back

Do you feel the same
And I will burn
Waiting for a smile
Or any mark of feeling

Then we will be here
Then we will be

I will make you feel
The smell of the whip
And your skin
Will ask for more and more

Star map and destiny
You and your feelings
Then we will burn
So, we will be drawn eternally