I have possessed by lust
not love always fool me
Inner impulse to go astray
into a transformation
I can never get the better
of temptation of flesh
As you know truth bows the knee
before fake all the time
I wanna listen to your groan
Just believe posse
I wanna hasten to promised land
I'll flee form the lost paradise
I have possessed by lust
not love always fool me
Inner impulse to go astray
into a transformation
I can never get the better
of temptation of flesh
As you know truth bows the knee
before fake all the time
I wanna listen to your groan
Just believe posse
I wanna hasten to promised land
I'll flee form the lost paradise
But I washing my TV and lying back
in your armchair & now you hang yourself I dine
But I am watching you bleeding & succembing to greed
And now I will drown myself into the lethe
But I washing my TV and lying back
in your armchair & now you hang yourself I dine
But I am watching you bleeding & succembing to greed
And now I will drown myself into the lethe