When he kisses without doubt   He dances at the edge of desire   He is silent when his warm mouth   Are subjugating her conscience      Afterwards unbidden thoughts come back   But he's already gone   Like a beast of prey   Like a master of chase   It's the nature of rapacity   Frolic with her sensuality      I still believe in people who think   Love is something more than desire   Although it flavours our life   With a taste of sombre wine      When she walks the air becomes so heavy   Underneath the naivety there's her silent slyness   To fall a vitim to you is only a delight   Often the Beast is the Beauty   The wolf can be eaten by the lamb      Afterwards unbidden thoughts come back   But he's already gone   Like a beast of prey   Like a mistress of chase   It's the nature of rapacity   Frolic with her sensuality      there's no divinity   Which can't be sold   Please don't talk about love   Until I believe in it      But I still believe   Although I see rivers of lies   Which have taken possession of us   So please don't tell me   That true love is what she's searching for   Because it can't be found   Through the perdition in following arms