The Lust of the World

Beautiful and gleaming as an angel
She kissed my purity farewell
A demon disguised in flawless white
For Her beauty I could not fight

Crawling helpless through Her desert
This is how my spirit converts
Drowning in Her deep ocean
Crumbling all my innocent devotion

She introduced me to Her heavenly high
I felt as if I would never die
My aching body had never felt so alive
Her love made me feel so deprived

Reality melted with Her potion
As Her game, She declared my every motion
My mind was surely sickening
I felt the pain of my soul crippling

She carried me away to meet Her kind
The numbing pleasure left me blind
He whispered that I was not prepared
She assured me I had no reason to be scared

For Her I became a broken harlot
So His blood was shed as pure as scarlet
I was sure I was destined to hell
After I was cast underneath Her haunting spell

He held me as His child as I cried
For all Her love had withered and died
When I return to Her, she beats me senseless
Yet for some strange reason, my cravings for Her are relentless