SOLITARY AND CONDEMNED
TO A NIGHT THAT NEVER ENDS
INSIDE THE VIPER'S DEN
YOUR SEX AN ENDLESS THREAT
I CAN SMELL YOU FROM HERE
I CAN SMELL YOUR DESIRE

THE TYRANNY OF BLOODLUST
LAPS AT YOUR POISONED LOINS
LIKE A LEPER
WITH A TONGUE OF FIRE
I CAN SMELL YOU FROM HERE
YOU'RE MADE WEAK WITH DESIRE

EXPERT OF PERVERSIONS
AND OF CRIMINAL URGES
YOUR DAYREAMS REMAIN STAINED
WITH THE BLOOD OF SAINTS
I CAN SMELL YOU FROM HERE
YOU'RE MADE SICK WITH DESIRE
I CAN SMELL YOU FROM HERE
MAKE ME SICK WITH DESIRE