I Do Miracles

I do miracles
Though the lash of the whip has caused your flesh to tear
I will place my lips on you everywhere
And I'll do miracles

Blood on your slender hips
Blood underneath your eyes
Blood on your firm, young thighs
Let me kiss it away
So that I can hear you say that

I do miracles
Though your breath racks your ribs and you throb with pain
There's a juice on my lips for each purple stain

And my hair sweeps your chest like a cool, black rain
You can't explain, but you will see
I do miracles, there are miracles in me

I do miracles

I do miracles
As I cradle you close and caress each bruise
What I've come here to give, you must not refuse

There is love in my touch that is yours to use
And if you choose, just breathe my name
And there I'll be
Doing miracles, I do miracles
There are miracles in me