"...in these times, pa**ion hath become more than any spirit, haunted or divine; flesh hath become the image; and our lust as the sacrament of it all..." To feel lust for For her innocence Loins hurt for lust denied Just by the thought of her Betrayal in my eyes Just by the sight of her Come drown him with your naked skin First to my god then into your grace The more you want her More dismay more slander She will be crucified For your desires The seven sacraments Of pleasures of the flesh Oh come to me -Who is this woman Please touch me -Deity of lust Oh, kiss me -She is your god Just lay with me -She is everyone