Aesthetics and Ecstasy

My life is a fire
 And I'm its flame
 Fulfilled on surface
 Yet I am empty
 So many chances
 Why not take them all?
 So many roads
 I'd take them all?
 Can you hear,
 can you hear the sounds?
 And the echoes of sounds that fulfill me
 As I bath in loudness
 and the splendour of tones
 As I sink into visions
 and the splendour of colours
 Words open worlds of haunting beauty
 Those desperate phrases,
 enlightening through dark
 It is mine, this beauty
 ...this Ecstasy
 But suddenly it's like I got nothing
 'cause it is not mine, your Beauty
 ...your Ectasy
 Only one wish: to drown in your skin!
 And in your eyes
 And in your bones
 And in your voice
 Those pleasant tones
 Deeper and deeper
 Into the dungeons of your mind
 Never ending, my wishes lair
 That is your flesh, bones and air
 And in your mouth
 And in your scent
 When will those wishes ever end?
 Sounds and colours
 Meet as one
 Don't meet in me
 Not anymore
 Nothing moves me,
 nothing pulls me,
 nothing takes me
 Towards and into
 ...the Ectasy