Luxuria - Flesh lyrics

By the Egyptian Gate I wait in my penance vest I've never been so lost before So I can't help myself possessed I want to be torn through The material of your flesh Your husband lies unconscious On Samuda's precipice I drink in the dead night air And your astringent kiss She's slovenly lovely He's a moth over opium So long time stone cold sober Now marked down for delirium Her perfume draws his blood out And back to this asylum slum One man, one woman Walk around Newington Green The worst case of resemblance In N16 I hate having to desire you Hate feeling this again I hate having to desire you In common with other men My fellow-creature-gods look out To be mutually blessed This therapeutic age leaves them cold So fashionably distressed But I just want to be torn through The material of your flesh "Cheer up, it'll never happen" they said "not every candle burns Lighting up these lonely nights In this century of germs So ... many ... happy ... returns" "Cheer up it'll never happen" they said "we're here on your behalf" "It already has" I said They evaporate and laugh I hate having to desire you Hate feeling this again I hate having to desire you In common with other men The best in life It's nothing special Remember who said it Our lives are running Oh my little d**h This is forever The final edit