Bonaparte - My Body is a Battlefield lyrics

Two eyes - a thousand faces Two lips - they follow the traces I can't forget, I don't remember neither Tease like a traitor The tongue is the leader Sweat stains - not that it matters What remains is perfectly scattered Flickering lights And it's all undulating Amongst all the fighting The forces are mating My body is a My body is a My body is A battlefield, a battlefield, A battlefield, a battlefield My body My body is a My body My body is a My body My body is A battlefield, a battlefield, A battlefield, a battlefield Two eyes - exploring motion Two lips - the roots of erosion I don't recall, I can't erase it neither The hand is the vanguard The land is the bleeder Two eyes - over stimulated Two lips - slowly saturated This vast crevice Drones in the distance The last of a species The scent of resistance Sweat stains, desires have drained Feeble attempts but still not satisfied Everything is swallowed At the end of the page Fingers keep marching Until I disengage T-t-traces - my body is a T-t-traces - my body is a T-t-traces - my body is A Battlefield, a battlefield A Battlefield, a battlefield My body My body is a My body My body is a My body My body is A battlefield, a battlefield A battlefield, a battlefield T-t-traces - my body is a T-t-traces - my body is a T-t-traces - my body is A Battlefield, a battlefield A Battlefield, a battlefield Sweat stains - not that it matters What remains is perfectly scattered Flickering lights And it's all undulating Amongst all the fighting The forces are mating