Текст песни Olivia - Инкуб

A tart drop of passion
The thrill of thick eyelashes
You are dominant over me
I prostrate before you.

Shivering on hot skin
Game of your fingers.
The midnight groan can
Shout out to the wind.

Emerald dark look
Whispers of hot lips.
Passionate, vicious, languid,
The incubus I summoned.

On the altar of desires
You took possession of the soul.
Of a million manias
You are the only one.

Do you want Take it! No pity!
Soul and flesh, me.
How hot it is with you
Hellish son of fire.

Enough! It's time to wake up!
Looks the dawn in the eyes.
The hands of the wing will touch
Lips whisper: "You can't."

The body is full of you
Brand - kiss trail.
But I will call love
Passions are sinful delirium.