Luxuria - Flesh Lyrics
By the egyptian gateI wait in my penance vestIve never been so lost beforeSo I cant help myself possessedI want to be torn throughThe material of your fleshYour husband lies unconsciousOn samudas precipiceI drink in the dead night airAnd your astringent kissShes slovenly lovelyHes a moth over opiumSo long time stone cold soberNow marked down for deliriumHer perfume draws his blood outAnd back to this asylum slumOne man, one womanWalk around newington greenThe worst case of resemblanceIn n16I hate having to desire youHate feeling this againI hate having to desire youIn common with other menMy fellow-creature-gods look outTo be mutually blessedThis therapeutic age leaves them coldSo fashionably distressedBut I just want to be torn throughThe material of your fleshCheer up, itll never happen they saidNot every candle burnsLighting up these lonely nightsIn this century of germsSo ... many ... happy ... returnsCheer up itll never happen they saidWere here on your behalfIt already has I saidThey evaporate and laughI hate having to desire youHate feeling this againI hate having to desire youIn common with other menThe best in lifeIts nothing specialRemember who said itOur lives are runningOh my little deathThis is foreverThe final edit
