Portal

It’s only my new name on your lips but that’s where I wanna be
You come and go as you please and deepen your impression on me
The mark of your teeth like a sigil underneath my skin
A circle in the shape of a portal, where the future pours in

A burning at the surface
Where the circle is the shape of a portal
A penetration into the nape
In the shape of a portal
The hunger for another
Turns my wound into an unholy portal
Pull me through

I’m in the attic
Open and rеady
To take in your size

I want you to turn me
Cold undеr my surface
Stretched up to your height

But you keep me at the surface
Just the shape of a portal
Frozen in the posture of waiting
To be pulled into a portal
Not like you

I’m in the attic
Open and ready
To take in your size

I want you to turn me
Cold under my surface
Stretched up to your height

A burning at the surface
Where the circle is the shape of a portal
A burning at the surface
Where the circle is the shape of a portal
A burning at the surface
Where the circle is the shape of a portal
A burning at the surface
Where the circle is the shape of a portal
A burning at the surface
Where the circle is the shape of a portal