Remarkably
Sometimes sin is a pleasure
And pleasure is a sin
Astonishingly
How can you be both?
A pleasure and also a sin to me
A poisoned honey to fulfill my sweet appetite
When there's death, awaiting
A hedonistic pleasure, seductive sin
Anguish suits you best
She's inclined, arms tied, heart chained, lips anchored
Scars remained, an ecstatic reminder
Fixing is impossible, when breaking is also a choice
But its too late, she's already induced
With his guilty pleasures and blissful sins