Paroles de The lusticon

Silentium

pochette album The lusticon
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Date de parution : 23/06/2009

Durée : 0:06:53

Style : Rock



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In these times, passion hath become
More than any spirit, haunted or divine
Flesh hath become the image
And our lust as the sacrament of it all

To feel lust for, for her innocence
Loins hurt for lust denied
Just by the thought of her
Betrayal in my eyes
Just by the sight of her

Come drown him
With your naked skin
First to my god
Then into your grace

The more you want her
More dismay more slander
She will be crucified for your desires
The seven sacraments
Of pleasures of the flesh

Oh, come to me
Who is this woman?
Please touch me, deity of lust

Oh, kiss me, she is your god
Just lay with me, she is everyone

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