Drawing tribals on your lips  My canvas is your tongue  You scratch, you claw over my hips  Towards heaven where you clung  Before you fell like forbidden fruit  To tempt me with one bite  And forge with fire, flesh, and sweat  Forever in one night  A hunger so intense and deep  That when it hits the veins  It wakes the dead from ancient sleep  Perverting virgin brains  By tainting every cell inside  With dirty little thoughts and dreams  So vividly surreal they drive  Those sworn to silence into screams  And rabid little rage enhanced  Impassioned fevered fits  That sends them out for miles declaring  They’d draw tribals   On your lips    these lyrics are submitted by CHG