Strike your lust into my heart and call it love 

you fucking call this love? 

worship my form glorify my name 

if god only knew the rest are dead 

burning cupid in the process 

sacrificed on the alter now only broken wings are left 

to remind us of obsolete desolation and accusations 

of this fallen infidel 

of this fallen angel 

If god only knew now the rest are dead 

burning cupid in the process 

killing your soul 

killing your soul 

killing your soul 

killing your soul