Strike your lust into my heart and call it love

you fucking call this love?

worship my form glorify my name

if god only knew the rest are dead

burning cupid in the process

sacrificed on the alter now only broken wings are left

to remind us of obsolete desolation and accusations

of this fallen infidel

of this fallen angel

If god only knew now the rest are dead

burning cupid in the process

killing your soul

killing your soul

killing your soul

killing your soul