Satyricon Tied In Bronze Chains
Sinful woman with me cause I'm the wolf on your shoulderbut complain not to me, cause I'm the accuser If you dare to withhold the immense power and the greed you shall walk among us the subterranean fields Why don't you come with me and dance the snakepit dance rhythmic moves to the eerie bell, the boiling blood evils breath on your neck, the morbid rite I'm tied in bronze chains (so) where do all the flowers come from (in October 1997) I am tired, should I care anymore? The rusty claws who reach for me are too far away sense no anger for that, be at one The sleaze on the Wall is all gone (anyway) it's just flowers, flowers Come, come let's join the orgy decay and wine, sodomy all the way no rest for the holly forbidden fruit is always best drift'n filth tastes so good I see the cross of Peter overwhelming their coward countenance Oh you're so damned clean, now take my dirty whore, hellfire is inside her contaminate the clean, woman. Let him feel you're woman It's the only way to release the chains My candle is burning at both ends, I just want to be released before I go It's a harsh voyage, to the land of sin I had to make sure to bring'em down with me I am the lost of my kind I'm tied in bronze chains
