Santa inquisición

Waiting every night
for you to leave
and leave me in peace.
You don't give me free rein
to do my will.

Damned genes
that cause my deviations,
can't remain faithful to you,
trapped by the allure of the new,
all chemistry on the surface.

Hooked on a porn video
I slide on the morbid sofa,
it's all pure sex now,
I can't distinguish between good and evil.

I've tampered with memories,
lost the fear of ambiguity,
androgynous and misogynistic play
merged in the new antiquity.

Locked up,
you'll have to chain me
far from the TV,
near the minibar,
doomed by the Holy Inquisition
far from perversion,
near austerity.

Dress up as modern
and sell yourself to the highest bidder,
I'll stay lying down,
delighted watching B movies.

With your moist smile
you can't quench my thirst,
no more boring scenes
in the tea rooms.

Locked up...
beware of me
I'm worthy of fear,
beware danger
everything can happen,
beware of me
I'm not very trustworthy,
beware danger
you too can fall.