…Love is a flame that can't be tamed And though you're its willing prey, my darling We are not the ones to blame "Trust" is a word all lovers know The glorious art of staining souls, my darling We are not the ones to…

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…my leash I will break the bond between us And prove my innocence Running through the woods And an open field A feeling of freedom Is just passing by Once I was a hunter Now I've become prey They can tear me to pieces But…

…purity I could never doubt They tell me to lie on the grass And observe my savior The one crucified to the chirping of birds The carpenter Carved his anchor On the dying souls of mankind On the tomb of this unknown soldier Lay the tools of the one who for us had died Tools of the carpenter…

…purity I could never doubt They tell me to lie on the grass And observe my saviour The one crucified to the chirping of birds The carpenter Carved his anchor On the dying souls of mankind On the tomb of this unknown soldier Lay the tools of the one who for us had died Tools of the carpenter…

…Blackbird blackbird don't sing to me Don't sing below my window Fly somewhere else don't bother me Don't sing below my window You sang when he was in my bed You sang when my heart sang Now you remind me of something…

…My sexual side demands more, I have good sexual skills, I am not a kid no more, I decire a manhood more. In Nuevos Ministeriums, I have seen a couple in love, they had to themselfes all the time, nothing really could…