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Church Of No Return-Christian Death


In the beginning there was sinning
and in the end, well, let's pretend
blessed is the fruit I dare you
to take another bite of it
and somehow I think you will
in spite of it

O'no no no no no no no passion like a hurricane
O'no no no no no no no is desire a ball and chain
O'no no no no no no no passion like a hurricane
Sweet sixteen with a letter between
Mother, virtue won't you explain?

Harvest of victims for the church of no return

In the beginning there was sinning
and we made love like animals
out of wedlock
away back when it was the laws of nature
not gods or men
and in the end, well, let's pretend

O'no no no no no no no passion like a hurricane
O'no no no no no no no is desire a ball and chain
O'no no no no no no no passion like a hurricane
Sweet sixteen with a letter between
Mother, virtue won't you explain?

Harvest of victims for the church of no return

In the beginning a hurricane
transgressed the law
and there was fire and desire, passion and smoke
and from the mist that chilled the ashes
came the men
with the words of right and wrong, huh!

Yea let's pretend again
Church Of No Return-Christian Death         In the beginning there was sinning   and in the end, well, let's pretend   blessed is the fruit I dare you   to take another bite of it   and somehow I think you will   in spite of it      O'no no no no no no no passion like a hurricane   O'no no no no no no no is desire a ball and chain   O'no no no no no no no passion like a hurricane   Sweet sixteen with a letter between   Mother, virtue won't you explain?      Harvest of victims for the church of no return      In the beginning there was sinning   and we made love like animals   out of wedlock   away back when it was the laws of nature   not gods or men   and in the end, well, let's pretend      O'no no no no no no no passion like a hurricane   O'no no no no no no no is desire a ball and chain   O'no no no no no no no passion like a hurricane   Sweet sixteen with a letter between   Mother, virtue won't you explain?      Harvest of victims for the church of no return      In the beginning a hurricane   transgressed the law   and there was fire and desire, passion and smoke   and from the mist that chilled the ashes   came the men   with the words of right and wrong, huh!      Yea let's pretend again