War from a Harlots Mouth - Temple Lyrics

Lyrics Temple - War from a Harlots Mouth



I built this shrine for you.
Object of my obssesion,
Object of no confession.
In this pantheon,
I am surrounded by you, my idol.
No word was ever spoken.



Writer(s): Hawemann Simon, Seidel Paul


War from a Harlots Mouth - Voyeur
Album Voyeur
date of release
19-10-2012




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