I see her walking through the shadows 
scent of perfume as her head lays to my chest 
broken [bad word] the circle 
She screams out loudly as my tounge muches her breast  [bad word] to me now, Velvet Erotica 

No friend of god, no she's unholy 
Erotic dreams make you a victim in her sight 
From black [bad word] her beauty 
And like the wolves, I hear her howling through the night  [bad word] to me now, Velvet Erotica