"The Altar Of Idol Suspense"

Come

Meet me

At the alter

In your little black dress

 

We can sacrifice there

Love, we can make new friends

 

Cast polite whispers

Cradled tales of penance

Spark incense

 

Eyes against sight

Sounds bright

Waring might

 

Passion quivers

Till life forgets us all

 

I'll remember

The look on your face

I'll be the idol fool

Caught in suspense

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