| When he kisses without doubt |
| He dances at the edge of desire |
| He is silent when his warm mouth |
| Are subjugating her conscience |
| Afterwards unbidden thoughts come back |
| But he’s already gone |
| Like a beast of prey |
| Like a master of chase |
| It’s the nature of rapacity |
| Frolic with her sensuality |
| I still believe in people who think |
| Love is something more than desire |
| Although it flavours our life |
| With a taste of sombre wine |
| When she walks the air becomes so heavy |
| Underneath the naivety there’s her silent slyness |
| To fall a vitim to you is only a delight |
| Often the Beast is the Beauty |
| The wolf can be eaten by the lamb |
| Afterwards unbidden thoughts come back |
| But he’s already gone |
| Like a beast of prey |
| Like a mistress of chase |
| It’s the nature of rapacity |
| Frolic with her sensuality |
| there’s no divinity |
| Which can’t be sold |
| Please don’t talk about love |
| Until I believe in it |
| But I still believe |
| Although I see rivers of lies |
| Which have taken possession of us |
| So please don’t tell me |
| That true love is what she’s searching for |
| Because it can’t be found |
| Through the perdition in following arms |
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