How opulent you are, I thought of you
As precious as gold, as precious as gold
But I skinned you alive, oh I had to do
By nature I'm told, by nature I'm told
Give me your warm skin, I'll wrap it around
You will get it back when your corpse is found
Being carved like cattle under darkest skies
Getting christened with blood, getting christened with blood
I am caught by lunacy the fever flies
The axe in the mud, the axe in the mud
Give me your warm skin, I'll wrap it around
You will get it back when your corpse is found
It was out in the rain
It was out in the game
Can you remember her name?
Follow the way, love under will
Follow the way, love under will
Follow the way, love under will
Follow the way, follow my way...
We are the sex, the sex of tomorrow
We are the sex, the sex of tomorrow
We are the sex, the sex of tomorrow
We are the sex, the sex of tomorrow
Tomorrow, tomorrow...
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