Paroles
A taste of sweet, sweet ignorance
loss of confidence
blame it all on circunstances
while digging for gold
close to take control
wasting time not taking chances
Always behind you
-believe you'll find your way
Don't tease us
-you might need us
Love Venus
big cockteaser
We're bound to th flame
married to the pain
praying in your church of madness
Always behind you
-believe you'll find your way
No need to hesitate
feast from the silver plate
like riders of the storm
Venus is uniform
