Luxúria - Asmodeus (Helluva Boss)

Many consider themselves poets of love
This feeling no longer has any value
If you didn't get it, I'll make you understand
All they want is Lust and Power

If I have anything to offer, this is it
Sin that I follow is Lust and I say
All that matters in the end is just that, friends
When you die, there is never any trace left

Of joy in the people who lived in this insecurity
Regretful more than lost
These hopeless little souls

That's why I exist to help you
Break free from your bonds
So come with me then

I'll show you
My beautiful altar
From neck to waist
Poor immature soul
In the hall of Lust

By Satan how brutal the fall is
Because he had everything and he lost it
Lord, what an ending!

You betrayed your home, what a beautiful way to love
(This is also culture)
Lust dominates me, that's what matters
For this so-called love I always close the door
But I feel like one day I'll regret it
After all I want to save you

I'll show you
My beautiful altar
From neck to waist
Poor immature soul
In the hall of Lust

Free yourself from this prison
And just focus on what turns you on
(Come on) prove you have balls
And let Lust rule your heart

Living life treated like this
You don't deserve this
And still sacrifices himself for me
Will no longer be submissive

To that greed that always used you
This ends here, there will be no more shows
My secret says it will reveal
No need for that, I admit to loving

I'll show you
My beautiful altar
From neck to waist
Poor immature soul
In the hall of Lust

Free yourself from this prison
And just focus on what turns you on
(Come on) prove you have balls
And let Lust rule your heart

I'll show you
My beautiful altar
From neck to waist
Poor immature soul
In the hall of Lust

Free yourself from this prison
And just focus on what turns you on
(Come on) prove you have balls
And let Lust rule your heart