one pure and holy passion Give me one magnificent obsession Give me one glorious ambition for my life To know and follow hard after You Give me one
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and whores And even kids'll knock you down so they can pass Nobody's got no class Whatever happened to old values And fine morals and good breeding
've crossed the holy flame Blood of Gods flows in my veins I feel my soul burning Visions of death gripping my mind Charming beauty, queen of passions
I kill them, I'm not leavin' one element to autopse First I'll assasinate 'em And them I'll cremate them And take all of his fucking ashes and evaporate
brought up by the monks His name is Artan and he comes From Varnia he comes [Bridge 1] [Chorus 1] In the Holy Water He will put the hand Shall he pass
only pigs and whores and even kids will knock you down so take a pass nobodys got no class C: whatever happend to old values? QL: and fine morals C:
pigs and whores And even kids'll knock you down so's they can pass Nobody's got no class!!! (Velma) Whatever happened to old values (Mama) And fine morals
only pigs and whores And even kids'll knock ya down So's they can pass Nobody's got no class! VELMA Whatever happened to old values? MATRON And fine morals? VELMA And
pleasure temple Wherein my court is both Gracious and insatiable, pure and obscene For where pumps the true heart of life There too seeps corruption And
Pass the time, you believe, it starts when you die See the sign, it's the key, never to lie Praise the kind, holy, so pure and divine On and on the road
devil's hand Corruption all around and surrounded by greed and lust And trust (trust), that you will appear when the sun But I am not one, all praises
by rays, bleeding Its energy Suffering... He reveals His toxic corruption. Spreading... Its decease envelopping my anguished pureness. Paralysis sets in Me? I blaze of holiness
exotic pleasure temple Wherein my court is both gracious and insatiable Pure and obscene For where pumps the true heart of life There too seeps corruption And
holy singularities and recreate balance within a dualistic eternity! Ye shall leave no trace But measures and obstacles behind A final rearrangement Turning the lights Once and
m not leavin one element to autopse First I'll assasinate em And them I'll cremate them and take all of his fucking ashes and evaporate em Or creep through
long war to stay pure and Holy for the God that you know you love Then you hear a song you sing along you smell cologne or view pictures in your phone and
