Questioning your god
Evil is desire
We are not allowed to play with fire
Pleasure is a sin
We are human beings
Why is it bad to have some satisfaction?
Left hand in my mouth
So that they won't hear
Fingers in my grace
Ah!
I made her sin, through the shadows of the night
Onto the hallow together
I made her sin, rubbing scissors in the dark
Against the shrine
I made her mine
I went to the throne
That's my sacred spot
That's where I can do
What I'm told not to
Then she spottеd me
Middle of my act
And I had no choice but to sеduce her
Looked her in the eye
Approached her with my charm
Then the dice was cast
Ah!
I made her sin, through the shadows of the night
Onto the hallow together
I made her sin, rubbing scissors in the dark
Against the shrine
I made her mine
I made her sin, through the shadows of the night
Onto the hallow together
I made her sin, rubbing scissors in the dark
Against the shrine
I made her
Against the shrine
I made her
Against the shrine
I made her mine
