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[Silent Commotions of the Soul]

DREAMS OF DESIRING LUST

Through the pale shades
Of the daring night
A dazzling figure
Shines so bright
Swift as the wind
In a white satin dress
I hunger for the touch
Of her sweet caress
A perfume so intense
As no other I ever sensed
Now tie me to this ground
I should've never found
Goddess of my fantasies
Reveal to me thy splendour
Undress your body fast
Set free thy soul at last In tour temple of purity
Let me feast of love & lust
Let my flesh burn for your cries
Before I turn to dust
O meu feitiço te prende com garras de falcão
Rasgando-te a alma destroçando-te o coração
Por entre os meus cabelos te perdes feito louco
Por um toque de luxúria dás-te por tão pouco
Mistress I now call you Like a thousand others tried
With my heart in these hands
I'm chained to your wishes ... until I die

Marco Faria, 1997