Aiming Low -

Aiming Low

If you read my mind you´ll see it

If you touch my hand you´ll feel it

If you close your eyes you´ll know it

The perfect match by nature

I am the wicked reaper

bring me your wildcat instincts

Down down I´m going

aiming low into your deep

going hard, going slow

close your eyes, join the show

Down down I´m going

take my gun, don´t resist

full with sin, filled with greed

pull the trigger, then reload

All stained with wine and lipstick

wet silk so slick inviting

drive your nails in deep in burning

hip roll too close to impact

Your scream is all I call for

dont speak, just strip to nothing

If I touch your skin I´ll see it

If I taste your mouth I´ll feel it

If you close your eyes I´ll know it

the perfect ending to it

I am the wicked reaper

bring me your wildcat instincts