1. THE DECADANCE

Turn around
- No
- Rub against me
- No, not like this
-…Now dance
The Decadance
Yes that’s good
Gently sway your hips
Very slow
Move into mine.

-Stay right there.
Behind me
Now swing
The Decadance.
Let your hands
Brush against my breasts
And my heart
that is yours as well.

- Mon amour,
Eternally
Be patient
The Decadance
Through fingertips
will lead you far away.
Into pleasure worlds
beyond the Hereafter.

- A rush, a flood
suddenly,
wells up in me.
The Decadance
Has taken hold
Ahh you’re killing me.
Mon amour
Tell me, do you love me?

- I loved you
Before, but now
There’s a difference.
The Decadance.
Now even more
than even death itself
solidifies our souls
and binds our bodies.

- Please my God,
please forgive
Our sins
The Decadance
Has soothed
Our bored bodies
and our straying souls.

- Gods!
please pardon us all.
Our sins
The Decadance
Has soothed
our blase bodies
and our straying souls.