He’s bedazzled by The beauty of her skin So soft and gentle, Yet she has no faith within
With eyes wide open She teased and kissed him She lures with her nectar of desire
The garden of Eden Is a theatre to the Gods Her nectar is luring To seduce the empty soul The apple of wisdom Her gift for mankind’s sin Causing shame and penitence Within, within, within....
Fountains of grief Are flowing in my mind Forgotten images Yet our past is hard to find
With eyes wide open Sifting through the filth I keep on wondering Is it love or is it guilt?
Chill cuts through skin Hated, Shivering The black cloth is stained Eyes crusted, red!
A shovel, a stone Sharp stalks on the fields A tiny flower mocks Or bravely celebrates!
He’s bedazzled by The beauty of her skin So soft and gentle, Yet she has no faith within
With eyes wide open She teased and kissed him She lures with her nectar of desire
Desire…Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
