My moon party

Im thinking of you everyday. With love in my eyes, hate behind me.
Inviding you to my moon party, silent nights stood on the menu.
I think im starting to understand that you will be arriving littlebit later.

I will give you one peace of my cake, you smelling sulfur and sweat, but i dont care, i invited you to my moon party.
Im thinking of you everyday with hate behind me, on the moon i will buy you a smoke and a drink.
Make you drunk and tell you storys of fear and beauty when i drill inside of you.
Later i buy you a smoke and a cake.

Your arrive seemed to be spoiled away with love from a stranger.
I never said anything to you.
Your lipstick showed me what i was asking, and your smell of new bloomed love told me the worse part.
Still you arrived to my moon party, where the night was our host.
The menu i showed you, you never cared.

Make you drunk and tell you storys of fear and beauty when i drill my self inside of you.
Your cave was already drilled before partying with me....

I invited you to my moon party and you arrived later then the menu told me that you would do...