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Erotic Chaos, God ain't dead. I'm the favourite Son of Madness and I want your, head. Your women are virgins till they've had me. I don't love what you are but what you could be. See me slide like maniacs dream. take my hand and I'll make you clean. You're lost in a technicolour maze, I'll save you baby from this alcohol daze. TOMORROW BELONGS TO THE LOVE REACTION. Less than an angel more than a beast, I'm a panther, you're the feast. Star Wars Baby, the monkey's got it gun. the reptile smiles and shoots out the sun. Swallow dive down to your fever pool, I swim to the bottom, steal your jewel. Skull Ride baby, trip my face, Holy Fool, Sanctified Grace. TOMORROW BELONGS TO THE LOVE REACTION...... Chemical epiphanies, waves on a black beach. white bones reclaimed by the Ocean, in every dream and every nightmare, my dominion is eternal From Letras Mania