Opium के बोल

[Moonspell cover] Opium, desire or will? Inspiration bound from an elegant seed Subversion, through smoke I foresee Erotic motions of lesser gods in ectasy Opium, bring me forth another dream Spawn worlds of flesh and red, little jewels of atrocity Opium, I sleep in debauchery And burn with you when you burn in Me Opium, we fantasize as we fuse with your root You are a strange flower, we are your strangest fruit Opium, it burns in me and you Opium, it burns for me and for you