Lucyfire

As Pure As S.I.N. (Zi Nanna)

Lucyfire


She's a tiptoeing black cat in a limousine Cadillac 
A re-animation after a heartattack 
A bloodred carpet under my feet 
A taste of magic under bloodret sheets 

As pure as the rain that's falling 
She is as pure as S.I.N. 
And all the sins are burning 
All fires from within 

With a russian stew and a pile of the dirtiest rags 
In a fivestar hotel where black men carry my bags 
I slept all days away but I only dreamt of her 
Who rides the milky way in a cheap fake bluefox fur 

As pure as the rain that's falling 
She is as pure as S.I.N. 
And all the sins are burning 
All fires from within 

Caviar for breakfast and death in the afternoon 
We rode the sunset and made love under the moon 
And all the angels watched silently as we passed 
And painted skies in red, love's iconoclast 

As pure as the rain that's falling 
She is as pure as S.I.N. 
And all the sins are burning 
All fires from within