In this life of sin,

Where everyone is racing.

Every passing minute.

Her eyes are full of pleasures,

You just want to SEE them.

Her lips so smooth and soft,

To grace your ears with sweet words.

Her br.easts so round and full,

You just want to TASTE them.

So everyone is craving.

Every passing second,

When all you see is LUST.

Power, s.ex and money,

The sweetness of her promises.

Pleasures beyond your reach,

All lies within her thighs.

When you SEE her n.aked,

Temptations of her curves,

You don't want to resist.

So everyone is thirsty,

In this life of sin.

Hence there are no more laws,

When she kisses your neck.

Yet time keeps on racing,

As if the end is near.


HENNESSY