Creation of sin, come here and believe me, come over and laugh for creation of sin, you'e been too long down there, too long in there somewhere, to stay unknown or remain as growing painrepent to desire, made you without faith are you the gift of god or the revenge of shamecan I stay here and can I leave your mother, do I have to change my name in forever shame I' m making lvoe with my own hands, love is like the wind torturing the quicksandechoes of despair get in shape as you grow, you're getting bigger growing larger, and from the darkness you came into darkness you will stay get in shape as you grow, facing me facing yourself, some destined dreams tell you how tell you when, created you don't know how don't know when...
No time no repent, dreams will end, no money to spend, making love with my own hands echoes of despair I' m making love with my own hands