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Sunday 14 December 2008   photo 1/1

Areté, Dance of Hedonism
As the promises escapes my hand
He will carry you to promised land
There no one ever questions you
The good we were supposed to do
For power that was granted us
we have thrown away for sacred lust
And rage be wrought upon our kind
Will God ever release my mind
for sins I've comitted now, before
to become the godforsaken whore
I lust, I lust eternally for more
Grind me up, strap me down, lovely song
I'll be gone before long
Oh baby, sing me a song
since I've done nothing wrong
We throw away our time with ease
Come crawling back to God, oh please
There will be no help, as much as we plead
We cry, we weep and always bleed
No end, no cease, no brief release
An everlasting dance
Until death do us apart
I spit God in his ugly face
Allmighty, full of grace
Let his will be done
Peek down on the gun
And show us the meaning
Of life, of death
The last word, last breath
Of hate, of love
The peaceful white dove
For there is none

Areté, Dance of Hedonism

As the promises escapes my hand
He will carry you to promised land
There no one ever questions you
The good we were supposed to do
For power that was granted us
we have thrown away for sacred lust
And rage be wrought upon our kind
Will God ever release my mind
for sins I've comitted now, before
to become the godforsaken whore
I lust, I lust eternally for more
Grind me up, strap me down, lovely song
I'll be gone before long

Oh baby, sing me a song
since I've done nothing wrong
We throw away our time with ease
Come crawling back to God, oh please
There will be no help, as much as we plead
We cry, we weep and always bleed
No end, no cease, no brief release
An everlasting dance
Until death do us apart

I spit God in his ugly face
Allmighty, full of grace
Let his will be done
Peek down on the gun
And show us the meaning
Of life, of death
The last word, last breath
Of hate, of love
The peaceful white dove

For there is none

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Haagbard Sun 14 Dec 2008 18:58
Hedonism ftw

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