Pagan Lorn - Prone lyrics

Why should I deny

That I will not resist

How could I decline

When I am still prone

Welcome

To the weird travel through my wood

Of uncertain emotions

The wedlock between laudable and barren dreams

Welcome

To my world

A circus of nakedness

Chase these thoughts away

Take my lust away

Welcome

To my inner side

Enter the disaster

Drill yourself into the fat

Go inside

Welcome

To the sexual and imperious art

Chase these thoughts away

Take my lust away

Sell me a smile

And I will give you happiness

Drowning in tears of hate

Material man

Tortured man

No man

Hammer and the meat will die

Through the laughing face

Breaks a resounding disgust

It tries to inhale my life

It pins your flesh in my open mouth

My thoughts crawl into your hole

Any nerve in an evil minefield

Will burn me out

Because home is where the lust lives

Hammer until the meat is dead