Magdalena

Overcome by your moving temple Overcome by this holiest of altars So pure, so rare to witness such an earthly goddess That ive lost my self control Beyond compelled to throw this dollar down Before your holiest of altars I'd sell my soul, My self esteem a dollar at a time for One chance, One kiss, One taste of you my magdalena I bear witness to this place, This prayer so long forgotten So pure, so rare to witness such an earthly goddess That id sell my soul, My self esteem a dollar at a time for One chance, One kiss, One taste of you my black madonna I'd sell my soul, My self esteem a dollar at a time for One taste, One taste, One taste of you my magdalena