Treasures - Corpus Delicti

An empty square of broken lies

This empty room looks like a black meadow

I’ll please yourself before I die

Before I leave this ghetto

Take off your clothes and just relax

Your legs wide open to my glory

I don’t wanna miss this tempting dive

Your sex is mine and mellow

She’s fresh, she’s fresh

I will, I will, I will, I will!

My hands are dancing on her body

Like snakes they want to taste it all

And a voice says «No», and a voice says «Go»

The second wears the halo

She’s fresh, she’s fresh

I will, I will, I will, I will!

Oh!

Lord, I thank you Lord

For the flesh revelation

I move as deep as I can go

Pleasure never ends, only treasure flows

Now I know I won’t damn you

No I won’t damn you

No I won’t damn you…