Queen of the Conquest

Every night in my world of lust
I got skating down the slopes of your bust
Stopping only to smell your soft skin
We could be such criminals together, lying in the sun
I try to teach myself to taste
Each part of bone, sinew and flesh
That keeps your soul captive inside
We could be such criminals together, living just to run
As you learn to take your own sword
And your bright eyes start to glare for war
I grow jealous of the density of time you’re pushing through
I’m the gravity that holds you down
I’m the love that doubts your shield strength
I’m the silver shackles that keep you free
You breath life into me
I’m afraid to face you from below
I’ll be blinded by your quiet halo
You’re the queen of the conquest
My humble heart is yours
As you tear apart every piece of evil
May I please be a part of your steeple
You’re the queen of the conquest
My humble heart is yours