New Sex Order by TourdeForce Lyrics

We’ve been told we’ve got to sacrifice
Not to break up all the rules
Destroying our freedom
Chaos is order undecyphered
No salvation, there’s no meaning
But to love under will

They call it sin
But do you imagine
Can you imagine

All the pleasure we can give
Are you ready, come one
All the sex that we can have, again
Again

The shape of you is my sacred image
To penetrate you is my religion
The taste of you, my lifeforce
You have green eyes in the sunlight
We live another summer day
We take our clothes off
They call it sin
They call it sin