Odine - Årabrot

The women wore owl-like masks like Odine

You clearly see welts through near-transparent linen

Just like scars on a marked soul

Whose hungry eyes are penetrating

Thou shalt not is written on the gates

Of the garden of love

The marked souls are administering their punishment

And the music plays so slow, oh so slow

Down on your knees, saying, whipped to be pleased

I’m saying down on your knees

Thou shalt not

Down on your knees, saying, whipped to be pleased

I’m saying down on your knees

Thou shalt not

She wore her sorrows like a guilt wrap

Like silk veils, like a coat of arms

He says he punishes her cause he loves

What hath God wrought?

Ah, finish me, open your mouth

I tremble on the edge of the precipice

Of a love affair, it’s only love I fear

And the music plays so slow, oh, so slow

Down on your knees, saying, whipped to be pleased

I’m saying down on your knees

Thou shalt not

Down on your knees, saying, whipped to be pleased

I’m saying down on your knees

Thou shalt not

Ah, Thou Shalt Not

Ah, Thou Shalt Not

Ah, Thou Shalt Not

Punish me

Ah, Thou Shalt Not

Ah, Thou Shalt Not

Ah, Thou Shalt Not

Finish me