The Test

The longer I await you
The more the loss is felt
I bloom in your presence
It withers when you're away
The fountain if exceptions
Filled with absinthe
Is my blessing
Let me drown
In a pond of unbound glory
In a pond of glory

This wonder
Is just an illusion
To test me
Let me into regression

The sooner I'm near you
When my character is played right
I prosper in your sacred sphere
But get decadent alone
So placid in your company
But still a novice when it comes to you
Reset my mind
Start me up
In a profound sensation
Profound sensation

This wonder
Is just an illusion
To test me
Let me into regression

I live for the holy touch
This feeling overwhelms me
I surrender to the test
I lick your wound
It lingers on
Lingers on
Lingers on
You're nowhere to be found

This wonder
Is just an illusion
To test me
Let me into regression