Black Flowers Of Passion

Kneeling before the carnal demon machine
On hands and knees she swallows divity
Begging for forgiveness, the blessing of a kiss
The essence of denial, the pleasure of her sin

Father please embrace me
My lusts i lay unto thee
Free me from temptation
May you scourge this skin with the seeds of salvation

She's crying beneath an image
An image of a hundred thorns
Rivers that calm, rivers that lie
Thorns like nils driven into her flesh
Ecstacy neiled to the cross