Perverse god of sin and lust.
Errant shadow looming in the night,
Filling with pleasure the senses of the doomed.
Cruel, lewd and insatiable god,
Ancient demon of infernal torments.
You leave your perfume between the sheets of your lovers …
Perverse god of sin and lust.
Errant shadow of uncertain roads,
You fill the infernal nights with pleasure.
Cruel, lewd and insatiable god,
Ancient demon of lustful games.
You leave your perfume as a curse on your lovers’ body …
Have you thought about the sin of your love,
Looking at the eyes of that mortal
And leaving her a rose from the garden of hell?
Perverse god of sin and lust.
Errant shadow of uncertain roads,
You fill the infernal nights with pleasure.
Cruel, lewd and insatiable god,
Ancient demon of lustful games.
You leave your perfume as a curse on your lovers’ body …
Have you thought about the sin of your love,
Looking at the eyes of that mortal
And leaving her a rose from the garden of hell?
Have you thought about the sin of your love,
Yearning the heart of that mortal
And stealing me a rose from the garden of hell?
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