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More than love, what I feel for you is the evil of the animal
Not the stubbornness of the boar nor the fury of the jackal
It's the soul that becomes jealous with criminal instinct
It's loving until it hurts, like a stab

Oh, love, oh, pain
I want you treacherously
I want you treacherously

I need to confuse your skin with the cold of metal
Or maybe with the cruel gleam of a fragment of glass
I want your feelings to be pure mineral
Comet dust in the wind of outer space

Oh, love, oh, pain
I want you treacherously
I want you treacherously

I envy nothing of the voracity of your most lethal lover
She awaits your fatality, I aim for the immortal
The spirit that dwells in your most carnal beauty
That light that resurrects the original sin

Oh, love, oh, pain
I want you treacherously
I want you treacherously

Oh, love
I want you treacherously
I want you treacherously

Oh, pain
I want you treacherously
I want you treacherously

Oh, love
I want you treacherously
I want you treacherously

Oh, pain
I want you treacherously
I want you treacherously