"Sex"

When darkness consumes the night
Into the windy summer, you can hear
The deity of lust over the whimsical run
Comes to serves the feast to their Lord.

Ask her the might of a blue cocoon,
Cacophony of the heinous infiltration,
And when body becomes the hunger,
Absolute path of salvation gets mutilated.

Over all the lies, lie the power of feast,
Studded with rumours, those beast,
Chest pumping inside the heart locked,
The world,cultures, communities, shocked..

- The Daft Introvert