Rapture - Pedro The Lion

This is how we multiply

Pity that its not my wife

The friction of skin

The trembling sigh

This is how our bodies move

With everything that we could lose

Pushing us deeper still

The sheets and the sweat

The seed and the spill

The bitter pill yet undiscovered

Gideon is in the drawer

Clothes scattered on the floor

She’s arching her back

She screams for more

Oh my sweet rapture

I hear Jesus calling me home

Finally a chance to breath

Reaching for the fallen sheets

Collapsing in a glowing heap

We’ve gone too far

We’ve done too much

We have to quit it

Just one more kiss

Just one more touch

Please 10 more minutes

This feels so good

Just barely moving

The tension building

Our bodies working

To reach the goal

Oh my sweet rapture

I hear Jesus and the angels singing

Hallelujah

Calling me to enter the promise land