Perversity, lust, decadence Mankind's prior frustration My mind hardly can comprehend Mating the sole destination
This decline of romanticism I do regret indeed Replaced by forms of fetishism It makes my heart bleed
Born in a wrong century A label that I gladly wear For there should be room for mystery And to touch a soulmate's hair
Eroticism a fine form of art But why share it with the world For I care for matters of the heart In this 21st century world
This decline of romanticism I do regret indeed Replaced by forms of fetishism It makes my heart bleed
Born in a wrong century A label that I gladly wear For there should be room for mystery And to touch a soulmate's hair
And to touch a soulmate's hair
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