My mouth is dirty
I brush my teeth with blasphemy
And I love you, cause you taste good

No feelings for I can to sorver
If I sober or not
You're locked in my heart

Dreams or hallucinations, no matter.
Its always your face
In front of my eyes

I'm chaste on your embrace
And a sinner in my thoughts
Did you see?

My goblet is full
Wine or blood, no matter.
Its always pleasures that I have.