Babylon’s seeds

“Is an hour of pleasure worth a certain pain?
Are ten seconds of fun worth to die again?
Die and live, in and out, fresh flesh versus brain
Declining your love would be a sin!

Move it babe, shake it babe, do it all again!
Pervert me, explore me, practice every sin!
My reason…your passion…
Fuck the reason! Your passion is worth everything!

Living in the Great Babylon
Chasing far away our reason
Deeds are seeds we’ll harvest fruits from
Sins are deeds we should deviate from!

Is and hour of pleasure worth, a lifetime of pressure? Worse!
Are you really willing to dig in a hole where your body will lie in
“Never!”, you will exclaim, you don’t know it yet but you got one foot in,
Welcome to the land of sins!

We’re all living in the Great Babylon,
Lust is chasing far away our reason,
Deeds are seeds we’ll harvest fruits from,
Sins are deeds we should deviate from!

After you’ve tasted her skin, He’ll never let someone like you in,
Keep control and don’t fall for it,
Does that girl deserve your love and affection?
Does Babylon need you before her abortion?
All these sins kept within, her fortress will give in
Chose her, you will fade away!

Fade-A-way!”