The Purest Of Loves

Low lights
High on Venus and wine
Mirrors – they frame the crime
I scent the savour of wrong
If you are Jesus tonight
Then save me your lust

Low blows
High heels that could pierce your heart
Satan – in satin robe
I taste the apple below
If you’re Judas tonight
Then kiss me once more

So slowly, slowly, tonight, again
Slowly, slowly, tonight, again

Lowlife
High-infidelity swine
Kiss me – pretend you’re mine
This the purest of loves
The Temple of Life
We enter the door

So slowly, slowly, tonight, again
Slowly, slowly, tonight, again

So slowly, slowly, tonight, again
Slowly, slowly, tonight, again

Slowly, slowly, tonight, again
Slowly, slowly, tonight, again