8 acessos
Lead us into temptation
Lead us where the blood runs wild
Lead us into temptation
Fallen Angel wasted child
Lead us into temptation
How we suffer, how we cry
Lead us into temptation
Hear our sinners' lullaby
Breathless twilight, prayers we pray to our desire
Sweet betrayal of the flesh and the fire
Aching in the darkness as we
Toss and turn, beg and burn
Calling the demons of a private fantasy
Kneeling, bleeding crying, pleading
Taken, broken on the wheel of our release
Crucified on guilt that brings us no peace
Whispers in the silent midnight
Burning Shame, naked flame
Lost in the ecstacy of angels we are
Kneeling, bleeding crying, pleading
Morning finds us pale and empty and so cold
Spent and stale as all our passions grow cold
With the daylight absolution
Brief respite, with the light
Only the memory of sinning keeps us
Kneeling, bleeding crying, pleading