Spiritual Front - Nectar On Your Lips

I'd like not to know that instict Which is guiding you... Am I guilty as you are? It's the same guilt that beats you on the back That crushes on your kidneys... I condemn you but I'm just a worm. I love your lack of conscience And the freedom of your violence. What exactly shakes my heart And what fills up the greed of my lust? What exactly shakes my heart And what fills up the greed of my lust? Your ignorance is pure virtue And the cruel sweat on your body Is brutal nectar that will feed The rebellion against myself. The shelter that covers The disgrace of morality burns It's the bastard ghost Of this religion, religion for cowards. I want to kneel down in front of you, Devour, devour your pride, The beginning and the end Are now, now here... What exactly shakes my heart And what fills up the greed of my lust? I want to kneel down in front of you, Devour, devour your pride, The beginning and the end are now, now here, What exactly shakes my heart And what fills up the greed of my lust...?