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In these times, passion hath
More than any spirit, haunted or
Flesh become the image
And our lust as the of it all

To lust for, for her innocence
hurt for lust denied
Just by the of her
in my eyes
Just by the of her

drown him
With your skin
to my God
Then into your

The you want her
More dismay slander
She be crucified for your desires
The seven
Of pleasures of the

Oh, to me
Who is woman?
touch me, deity of lust

Oh, me, she is your god
Just lay me, she is everyone