Adonis and Bathsheba

[Verse 1]

To an orgy in a garden of flowers

Adonis and Bathsheba flew

All of creation awaits them

Flowing, they'll stand by the crystal blue

Stream of desire and erotic rebellion

That parades through their hearts and minds

They look at one another as much as they don't

To touch is their need

To love, they are blind

To love, they are blind

[Verse 2]

An abandoned gazebo house

Is what looks to be a perfect place

They undress as they're running, Bathsheba crying

Adonis' sweat upon his face

For them, there is no morning

Only night decisions so grand

There is no bed, how will they ever love?

They decide to stand

No bed, they decide to stand

[Outro]

Adonis and Bathsheba in a garden of flowers

In a garden of love