Tell me... What are you? Are your flesh?... Or are you spirit?... I'm sorrow... I am the demon... The demon...
You... You are the graceful light Amisdt the darkness You... You are the life for this empty Soul of mine Which feels useless and ugly Inside my heart
Light of my life... Fire of my loins... My sin... My soul... My soul...
The taste of your mouth The echo of your moaning Such love has driven my soul raving mad My eyes, my grievous eyes Lost in yours... Yours... Yours...
Your voluptuous breasts Made of pure honey Laid bare by the silken veil Where I shed silent kisses Only heard by the moon, Up above there in the sky...
You have a scent, the perfume of a flower Trail of your nude body, temple of love... Where my being weeps For such a delightful and sensual moment The one immortalized by the flame of desire, By a tear of pain... Light of my life... Fire of my loins... My sin... My soul..
