Sacred Lyrics
Mankind's prior frustrationMy mind hardly can comprehendMating the sole destinationThis decline of romanticismI do regret indeedReplaced by forms of fetishismIt makes my heart bleedBorn in a wrong centuryA label that I gladly wearFor there should be room for mysteryAnd to touch a soulmate's hairEroticism a fine form of artBut why share it with the worldFor I care for matters of the heartIn this 21st century worldThis decline of romanticismI do regret indeedReplaced by forms of fetishismIt makes my heart bleedBorn in a wrong centuryA label that I gladly wearFor there should be room for mysteryAnd to touch a soulmate's hairAnd to touch a soulmate's hairAnd to touch a soulmate's hair
Danse Macabre Sacred
