Let the night live on

Why do you ask my name, or for my skin to tell its tale?
My face is your only cue, my hands are the roadmap.
So trace down the lines and learn the roadblocks of skin,
I've combed the skin tight, no creases of fate you shall find.
Let's die together in this liveliness, and let the night live on.

Youth is our only license to live this night that allows but one
Moment of pleasure and a hundred guilt trips down moral lane.
The spirits flow and the night evaporates into a cloud
Of what happened in our minds, of how the heart dreamt.
Let's die together in this liveliness, and let the night live on.

Scorching heat of tomorrow, and its shade of temporary rest,
We'll rest in arms of one another, with alien arms to cling.
And let's undress our bare selves to uncover our dressed lies
To the skin and to the bone, to where the lies have seeped.
Let's die together in the liveliness, and let the night live on.