נָתַתִּי רוּחִי בְּךָ וְאֶת חַיֶּית

My brutal device. My blood is like ice. One look that can kill your pain is your thrill.
want to love you but I better first touch you.
You want to hold me, but your senses tell you to stop.
You want to kiss me but you want it too much (too much)
You want to taste me but my lips are venomous poison
My poison, running through your veins
My poison
I want to break these chains in the cage make you mine