Tacit Fury - Dying In My Kisses

I hear your voice from illusive depths
Your step so quivering to me
The streams of cold and excitation
Are casting thirsts of divine love

You're weightless clothiers that I touch
Are derivation heavenly desires?
I gently stroke your long hair
And from your lips I gain fire

My heart is beating faster
Your arms embrace me
Just for moment of bliss
The gods took cruel fee

I see your face erasing
Your charming beauty withers
I catch your falling tears
Why are you dying in my kisses?