Luxuria
Flesh
By the Egyptian GateI wait in my penance vestI've never been so lost beforeSo I can't help myself possessedI want to be torn throughThe material of your fleshYour husband lies unconsciousOn Samuda's precipiceI drink in the dead night airAnd your astringent kissShe's slovenly lovelyHe's a moth over opiumSo long time stone cold soberNow marked down for deliriumHer perfume draws his blood outAnd back to this asylum slumOne man, one womanWalk around Newington GreenThe worst case of resemblanceIn N16I hate having to desire youHate feeling this againLetras de cancionesI hate having to desire youIn common with other menMy fellow-creature-gods look outTo be mutually blessedThis therapeutic age leaves them coldSo fashionably distressedBut I just want to be torn throughThe material of your flesh
From Letras Mania