She came down from the Western Hills when we were not prepared
I turned deaf ears to words of warning now I''''m running scared.
Casting caution to the wind now that the cat''''s away
I say my grace - fill my face (then for forgiveness pray).
Gon knows I was an honest man - the same as any other
Who loved his wife - worked all his life to keep his family
Until the ''''beast'''' that never sleeps beneath my silken covers
Skyclad
Reared its head and bit its thumb at my morality.
Chorus:
Her passion for passion - it will devour
Cruel are the thorns of this delicate flower
Her lust for lust - it will consume
A siren song summons all men to their doom.
She whispered of her innocence - (a plea I must contest)
While baptising helpless sinners with a missionary zest
Await your ''''second-coming'''' with a hunger in her eyes.
Her sweetmeats are the souls of men - she''''ll gorge herself to bursting
And for yours her heart is thirsting - as a spider craves a fly
No mortal man could ever hope to suit her as a suitor
Sh''''ll rewrite the Kama Sutra if you''''d care to watch her try.
Repeat Chorus
I reach for heaven - desire drags me down
When fools choose their king I''''ll be heir to that crown
A strange kind of madness I cannot condone
If you are without sin come cast the first stone.