Nectar On Your Lips
I'd like not to know that instictWhich is guiding you...Am I guilty as you are?
It's the same guilt that beats you on the backThat crushes on your kidneys...I condemn you but I'm just a worm.
I love your lack of conscienceAnd the freedom of your violence.
What exactly shakes my heartAnd what fills up the greed of my lust?What exactly shakes my heartAnd what fills up the greed of my lust?
Your ignorance is pure virtueAnd the cruel sweat on your bodyIs brutal nectar that will feedThe rebellion against myself.
The shelter that coversThe disgrace of morality burnsIt's the bastard ghostOf this religion, religion for cowards.
I want to kneel down in front of you,Devour, devour your pride,The beginning and the endAre now, now here...
What exactly shakes my heartAnd what fills up the greed of my lust?I want to kneel down in front of you,Devour, devour your pride,The beginning and the end are now, now here,What exactly shakes my heartAnd what fills up the greed of my lust...?