Too Late For Love

Too late for love
Just burn my body down
With the heat of your lust
Nothing more will satisfy
Don’t need a stream of emotions

Keep the heart out of this
It will be a different sort of hunger games
No rescuing my soul
Rip away the barriers
Feed those sexual appetites

We are here with our animal instincts
That dance of curves is what I need
This is a straight talking urge
I will lay under your coming fire
Give me the fever of you

It’s the dark edges of sin
The reaction to deep hidden fantasies
Only guttural prayers tonight
Giving the devil a show
That even turns him on