

"Keep you like a secret
Dancing in the deep end
It's honey catching season
And you're looking at me like I'm your Eve
Down on your knees
I'm your favourite priestess
Communion every evening
A blind believers always sweetest
Got you falling asleep, praying to me
Your new deity
Making this body your alter
Drinking it down, holy water
Romantic and it's hopeless
Deadly, your devotion
You make a beautiful martyr"
--King Mala