If god made man In his graven image Why quarrel with a jealous god? You know his nature so!
There you go Spending your tomorrows Now cast aside blind divine rage Where murderous seeds are sown
Seraphim in harmony, grotto of the sibyl We've got the lyre, proverbial fire
And our name is Libertine
We all call On our burdened partners To right the wrongs dealt unto us As if they were their own
Azure tears, Raining from madonna Upon the rock where she was raped To kill her only son
Prophecy and destiny Annunciation We will defy Those who proselytize
And forever...Libertine
La destruction qui est telle la création est une nécéssité de la natureTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.