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My senses are open to signs I can′t read My body is longing for touches and sin Flesh is so weak Or so they say But in the state I'm in my spirit is weaker And this new old feeling takes over me Torments me, absorbs me Revives me and haunts me Transforming I can′t help but feel I'm left out alone And all the pleasures I could have known Are nothing but guesses of what might have been Why did I give up when I should have given in? And this new old feeling takes over me Torments me, absorbs me Revives me and haunts me Transforming Transforming Transforming