Desire

Desire is a beast.
Desire is a feast of the senses.
Desire is as immense as
The human mind can conceive.
Desire does not abate.
Desire cannot wait.

Desire is our undoing.
Desire is just screwing
With our heads and our hearts.
Desire makes us crazy.
Desire makes us lazy.
While we sit around yearning,
Deep inside we're burning.

Desire is the winner
Of the soul of every sinner.
Desire is unrelenting.
And after we need repenting.
Desire turns her tricks.
And there's nothing can fix
The need for her kiss.

Desire is forever.
And we will never
Escape her call.
Until we are laid,
Deep in our graves.
Desire promises rapture.
But to desire is to be captured.

Even the deepest holy man
Can maybe never understand
The power of her persuasion.
Desire does not spare you.
Desire will ensnare you.
Desire leaves you breathless.
Desire is your nemesis.

Desire can enslave us.
Desire wants to tame us.
Desire takes our will.
But when we give in to her,
We're still unfulfilled.
Desire is a mighty circle
Of eternal ceaseless pull.
Desire is invincible.