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
Burning cupid in the process
Sacrificed on the alter
Now only broken wings are left
To remind us, 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
Killing your soul, killing your soul
Killing your soul, killing your soul