Overcome by your
moving temple,
Overcome by this
holiest of altars
So pure,
so rare,
to witness such an earthly goddess;
that I've lost my self control,
beyond compelled to throw this dollar down before your
Holiest of altars
I'd sell
My soul
My self-esteem a dollar at a time
One chance
One kiss
One taste of you, my Magdalena
I bear witness
To this place, this prayer, so long forgotten;
so pure,
so rare,
to witness such an earthly goddess.
That I'd sell
My soul
My self-esteem a dollar at a time
For one chance,
One kiss,
One taste of you my, black Madonna
I'd sell
my soul
My self-esteem
a dollar at a time
For one taste,
one taste,
one taste of you, my Magdalena
Oct 8, 2013
Oct 8, 2013 at 11:16 PM UTC
Overcome by your
moving temple,
Overcome by this
holiest of altars
So pure,
so rare,
to witness such an earthly goddess;
that I've lost my self control,
beyond compelled to throw this dollar down before your
Holiest of altars
I'd sell
My soul
My self-esteem a dollar at a time
One chance
One kiss
One taste of you, my Magdalena
I bear witness
To this place, this prayer, so long forgotten;
so pure,
so rare,
to witness such an earthly goddess.
That I'd sell
My soul
My self-esteem a dollar at a time
For one chance,
One kiss,
One taste of you my, black Madonna
I'd sell
my soul
My self-esteem
a dollar at a time
For one taste,
one taste,
one taste of you, my Magdalena
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EDCCjGf2v1E
"Magdalena" is the original surname of Mary Magdalene.
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