| Under the sheets you play with your hands
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| Pleasure and pain you can’t understand
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| Open you altar and recieve the Lord
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| Give him a gift you cannot afford
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| Your bed is wet for the battle you’ve fought
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| Praying the savior, killing your thoughts
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| Into your bed hell plays its game
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| Grasping a cross, sooting your blame
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| Restrain your wish as much as you can
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| Is Jesus Christ your naked man?
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| You fantasies will carry you away
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| Fly in the name of love
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| When in the night you hear the call
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| Fly like a sinful dove
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| To your man hanging on the wall
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| Into your cage of purity and pain
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| Need satisfaction you cannot obtain
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| The bride of Christ: is that what they say?
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| Your Holy husband you cannot betray
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| Restrain your wish as much as you can
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| Is Jesus Christ your naked man?
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| You fantasies will carry you away
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| Fly in the name of love
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| When in the night you hear the call
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| Fly like a sinful dove
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| To your man hanging on the wall |