The Death In Me - Temptress Lyrics
Oh, wicked temptress you know how to pleaseOur pleasure so shortly livedRavage and mutilation in our heartsSeeded with the desire to destroyEmbedded with the Holy GhostOur soul over flows with compassionCircling, Circling, we're so lost and confusedIs this really what we have become?I need my God aboveOur EmanuelRebuild us, repair usMake us your messengersOur God above, our EmanuelLet your will be doneFollow the path so easily strayedShe finds her way back aroundBack for more, we reap and we sewOur own fate repeatingWe can never learnWe crave the bitter taste of cold realityOh God please tell me why!I'm so tired of the same trendsThe same damned woman finding her way to my heartThe lady of suffering so seductiveBut of this cycle, I'll have no moreSo keep me from your I'll intentions,From your worldly struggleI have my God... he's been waitingSo patiently... for far too longOur EmanuelRebuild us, repair usMake us your messengersOur God above, our EmanuelShow us lightShow us sightWe crave you graceWe crave to see you at those pearly gatesDeliver us from this broken race of these broken men.
