Vast - Pretty When You Cry
You're made of my rib or baby
You're made of my sin
And I can't tell where your lust ends
And where your love begins
I didn't want to hurt you baby
I didn't want to hurt you
I didn't want to hurt you
But you're pretty when you cry
And the moon gives me permission
And I enter through her eyes
She's loosing through her virginity ...