Prone Lyrics - Singles - Pagan Lorn

Why should I deny that I will not resist? 

How could I decline when I am still prone? 

Welcome to the weird travel 

Through my wood of uncertain emotions 

The wedlock between laudable and barren dreams 

Welcome to my world, a circus of nakedness 

Chase these thoughts away, take my lust away 

Welcome to my inner side 

Enter the disaster, drill yourself into the fat 

Go inside, welcome to the sexual and imperious art 

Chase these thoughts away, take my lust away 

Sell me a smile and I will give you happiness 

Drowning in tears of hate, material man 

Tortured man, no man 

Hammer and the meat will die 

Through the laughing face 

Breaks a resounding disgust 

It tries to inhale my life 

It pins your flesh in my open mouth 

My thoughts crawl into your hole 

Any nerve in an evil minefield 

Will burn me out 

Because home is where the lust lives 

Hammer until the meat is dead