Instincts کے بول

There's a difference That they will always see But the sounds in our heads Will never set us free Our minds forever eaten by The worms of lust The fire of desire Desire Control your perverted needs Our instincts Fatal to the flesh Our cravings Superficial acts to satisfy Never ending fantasies Forever turn into debris Landscapes all fake, it's only in your mind Degraded by your soul This is the nature of mankind So why choosing A life in purest sin? Always, trapped Within yourself You are disgusted By your acts Your need for lust Your fire and desire Desire Control your perverted needs Our instincts Fatal to the flesh.