Flesh — текст песни (Luxuria)

By the egyptian gate

I wait in my penance vest

Ive never been so lost before

So I cant help myself possessed

I want to be torn through

The material of your flesh



Your husband lies unconscious

On samudas precipice

I drink in the dead night air

And your astringent kiss



Shes slovenly lovely

Hes a moth over opium

So long time stone cold sober

Now marked down for delirium

Her perfume draws his blood out

And back to this asylum slum



One man, one woman

Walk around newington green

The worst case of resemblance

In n16



I hate having to desire you

Hate feeling this again

I hate having to desire you

In common with other men



My fellow-creature-gods look out

To be mutually blessed

This therapeutic age leaves them cold

So fashionably distressed

But I just want to be torn through

The material of your flesh



"cheer up, itll never happen" they said

"not every candle burns

Lighting up these lonely nights

In this century of germs

So ... many ... happy ... returns"



"cheer up itll never happen" they said

"were here on your behalf"

"it already has" I said

They evaporate and laugh



I hate having to desire you

Hate feeling this again

I hate having to desire you

In common with other men



The best in life

Its nothing special

Remember who said it

Our lives are running

Oh my little death

This is forever

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