作词 : Quaint Banquet
作曲 : Quaint Banquet
In a sparkling jungle
A paradise filled with violent pleasure
She is an electric eel
(But she’s oh so sweet)
A mischievous fantasy
No hesitation in laughter
Finding joy in the pranks
“Touch here, feel the spark.”
She boldly whispers
We indulge in the cosmic joke
Nothing’s taboo here
Where organic complexes dance
We trace with our fingers
On the edge of a dangerous galaxy
Falling
We are the only ones to empty
The warm swarm that popped out follows instinct
Every time she moves
We swirl
Where organic complexes dance
We trace with our fingers
On the edge of a dangerous galaxy
Falling
We are the only ones to empty
The warm swarm that popped out follows instinct
Every time she moves
We swirl
Looking up from below, climbing the cosmic ivy
Provocative beams bite boldly
We dive into the prism
Warmth and debris
Proof of where we’ve been
We become empty
“Come closer, let’s light the fire.”
She whispers faintly
Her game perfectly pleases her
Where organic complexes dance
We trace with our fingers
On the edge of a dangerous galaxy
Falling
We are the only ones to empty
The warm swarm that popped out follows instinct
Every time she moves
We swirl
Where organic complexes dance
We trace with our fingers
On the edge of a dangerous galaxy
Falling
We are the only ones to empty
The warm swarm that popped out follows instinct
Every time she moves
We swirl
作词 : Quaint Banquet
作曲 : Quaint Banquet
In a sparkling jungle
A paradise filled with violent pleasure
She is an electric eel
(But she’s oh so sweet)
A mischievous fantasy
No hesitation in laughter
Finding joy in the pranks
“Touch here, feel the spark.”
She boldly whispers
We indulge in the cosmic joke
Nothing’s taboo here
Where organic complexes dance
We trace with our fingers
On the edge of a dangerous galaxy
Falling
We are the only ones to empty
The warm swarm that popped out follows instinct
Every time she moves
We swirl
Where organic complexes dance
We trace with our fingers
On the edge of a dangerous galaxy
Falling
We are the only ones to empty
The warm swarm that popped out follows instinct
Every time she moves
We swirl
Looking up from below, climbing the cosmic ivy
Provocative beams bite boldly
We dive into the prism
Warmth and debris
Proof of where we’ve been
We become empty
“Come closer, let’s light the fire.”
She whispers faintly
Her game perfectly pleases her
Where organic complexes dance
We trace with our fingers
On the edge of a dangerous galaxy
Falling
We are the only ones to empty
The warm swarm that popped out follows instinct
Every time she moves
We swirl
Where organic complexes dance
We trace with our fingers
On the edge of a dangerous galaxy
Falling
We are the only ones to empty
The warm swarm that popped out follows instinct
Every time she moves
We swirl