Testo Instincts

There's a difference
That they will always see
But the sounds in our heads
Will never set us free
Our minds forever eaten by
The worms of lust
The fire of desire
Desire Control your perverted needs

Our instincts
Fatal to the flesh
Our cravings
Superficial acts to satisfy
Never ending fantasies
Forever turn into debris
Landscapes all fake, it's only in your mind
Degraded by your soul
This is the nature of mankind

So why choosing
A life in purest sin?
Always, trapped Within yourself
You are disgusted
By your acts
Your need for lust
Your fire and desire
Desire
Control your perverted needs

Our instincts
Fatal to the flesh