Humble Crumble

Now this is pure imagery, visualizing how the bodies, the heart, the nature, the sky, the surroundings, the earth will melt into pure divine love. Intense erotic thoughts are the natural part of living creatures.

Imagine we’re going another level

Flying high as I drive the bevel

To go deep into the tunnel

Where your peaks start to tremble

No boundaries & no manners

That rhythm & those tremors

The earth seems to crumble

And the skies start to rumble

When the stage turns into the jungle

As I crank you humble

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