Unholy Passion

Unholy passion, I feel for youUnholy passion, I feel for youThis thing that hangs down my legI feel for youI knowIt's unholyIt's a garden and a death of soulIt's unholyUnholy burninUnholy burninUnholy burninWhen a body is set ablazeWe supplely snake on byPray before my years we gonna do it (here come the fury?)'Cause the burning is a hip of yoursI knowIt's unholyIt's a garden and a death of soulIt's unholyUnholy passion, I feel for youDreadful emotion, that comes from hereThis thing that hangs down my legI feel for youI knowIt's unholySinful garden and a sinful tongueIt's unholyUnholy burninUnholy burninUnholy burninUnholy burninUnholy burninUnholy burninUnholy burnin'