Magdalena          
             


Overcome by your 
Moving temple 
Overcome by this 
Holiest of altars 

So pure 
So rare 
To witness such an earthly goddess 
That I've 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 

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 I'd 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 

One taste 
One taste 
One taste of you my Magdalena

             
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