The Lusticon

"In these times, passion hath become more than any spirit, haunted or divine; flesh hath become the image; and our lust as the sacrament of it all..."

To feel lust for

For her innocence

Loins hurt for lust denied

Just by the thought of her

Betrayal in my eyes

Just by the sight of her

Come drown him with your naked skin

First to my god then into your grace

The more you want her

More dismay more slander

She will be crucified

For your desires

The seven sacraments

Of pleasures of the flesh

Oh come to me

-Who is this woman

Please touch me

-Deity of lust

Oh, kiss me

-She is your god

Just lay with me

-She is everyone