Going through that open door

Where pleasure´s running wild and sore,

i want to find myself a little love, but i find cherubs with big old horns.

the plan has failed to kill the love inside my heart.

I will not lie to my burning flesh and soul. 

Do it today, got to do it!

Lie to myself, lie to my soul.

Love comes like a bright/bad idea,

we can´t revolt or run away.

The hunt is my favorite part,

just like it´s the animals instinct to seek a partner.

The plan has failed, to kill the love inside my heart.

I will not lie to my burning flesh and soul.

Do it today, got to do it today!

Going through that open door where pleasure is running wild inside my head.

I want to find myself a little love, but i find cherubs with big old horns.