Must you be so beautiful in my eyes?
Being alone is hard enough to bear.
I cannot want what virtue denies
The desire only creates more despair
Will beauty satisfy the ache of my heart?
Does sensual pleasure bring satisfaction?
Deception and lies tear my soul apart
Admiring beauty becomes a lustful detraction
I cry and ache alone in my empty bed
Resisting the urge to slip away into the night
To live out the fantasy playing in my head
Passions passing pleasure to ignite
The serpent still whispers the same deceitful lie
Take fruit from the one tree not yours, you'll not die
What I offer you will certainly satisfy
Sexual love is a need you cannot deny

