A Nocturnal Heresy

(альбом: Spanish Villager No. 3 - 2022)

She was always but a metaphor
For my spiritual path
The moments I won't let it go
When I was moving too fast

Back then
I was grown
And I was young
All at the same time
My head was strong
But weak was my bone

Don't know how to say it but
I'm lying with you in this bed
Lying with you in this bed
Lying with you in this bed
Lying with you in this bed

She was always but a miracle
The scientist kind
Her man was a Neanderthal
With pain, came design

Why, then, would you run?
Are you worn?
From the greatest love you could find?
You're wrong to be all alone

Don't know how to say it but
I'm lying with you in this bed (Knowing it's the last time)
Lying with you in this bed (Knowing it's the last time)
Lying with you in this bed (Knowing it's the last time)
Lying with you in this bed (Oh)

Something of a sinner
Ooh, I wanna be
Something of a sinner
Ooh, I wanna be
Something of a sinner
Ooh, I wanna be
Something of a sinner

Ooh, when I'm lying with you in this bed
Lying with you in this bed
Lying with you in this bed
Lying with you in this bed, alright