| Song | Lioness |
| Artist | Dead Poetic |
| Album | Vices |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| She’s a god in her own right. | |
| She dims the room light. | |
| While she moves closer, we all move slower. | |
| Tracing white lines, sipping fine wines. | |
| We remember when purity wasn’t dead. | |
| In this darkness | |
| I can’t remember when we were stable, we were able. | |
| The sex is the lioness, queen of the temple. | |
| I look right in her eyes, then down to her level. | |
| She’ll play unstable and let you get away. | |
| You get her faded, but not her name. | |
| You’ve taken something sacred and made it a game. | |
| Your perversions are wicked and fanning the flame. | |
| In this darkness | |
| I can’t remember when we were stable, we were able. | |
| In this darkness | |
| I can’t remember when we were stable, no. | |
| The sex is the lioness, queen of the temple. | |
| I look right in her eyes, then down to her level. | |
| The sex is the lioness queen of the temple. | |
| I look right in her eyes, and then down to her level. | |
| The sex is the lioness queen of the temple. | |
| I look right in her eyes, and then down to her level. | |
| The sex is the liar. | |
| The sex is the liar. | |
| The sex is the lioness, queen of the temple. | |
| I look right in her eyes, then down to her level. | |
| The sex is the liar. | |
| The sex is the liar. |
| She' s a god in her own right. | |
| She dims the room light. | |
| While she moves closer, we all move slower. | |
| Tracing white lines, sipping fine wines. | |
| We remember when purity wasn' t dead. | |
| In this darkness | |
| I can' t remember when we were stable, we were able. | |
| The sex is the lioness, queen of the temple. | |
| I look right in her eyes, then down to her level. | |
| She' ll play unstable and let you get away. | |
| You get her faded, but not her name. | |
| You' ve taken something sacred and made it a game. | |
| Your perversions are wicked and fanning the flame. | |
| In this darkness | |
| I can' t remember when we were stable, we were able. | |
| In this darkness | |
| I can' t remember when we were stable, no. | |
| The sex is the lioness, queen of the temple. | |
| I look right in her eyes, then down to her level. | |
| The sex is the lioness queen of the temple. | |
| I look right in her eyes, and then down to her level. | |
| The sex is the lioness queen of the temple. | |
| I look right in her eyes, and then down to her level. | |
| The sex is the liar. | |
| The sex is the liar. | |
| The sex is the lioness, queen of the temple. | |
| I look right in her eyes, then down to her level. | |
| The sex is the liar. | |
| The sex is the liar. |
| She' s a god in her own right. | |
| She dims the room light. | |
| While she moves closer, we all move slower. | |
| Tracing white lines, sipping fine wines. | |
| We remember when purity wasn' t dead. | |
| In this darkness | |
| I can' t remember when we were stable, we were able. | |
| The sex is the lioness, queen of the temple. | |
| I look right in her eyes, then down to her level. | |
| She' ll play unstable and let you get away. | |
| You get her faded, but not her name. | |
| You' ve taken something sacred and made it a game. | |
| Your perversions are wicked and fanning the flame. | |
| In this darkness | |
| I can' t remember when we were stable, we were able. | |
| In this darkness | |
| I can' t remember when we were stable, no. | |
| The sex is the lioness, queen of the temple. | |
| I look right in her eyes, then down to her level. | |
| The sex is the lioness queen of the temple. | |
| I look right in her eyes, and then down to her level. | |
| The sex is the lioness queen of the temple. | |
| I look right in her eyes, and then down to her level. | |
| The sex is the liar. | |
| The sex is the liar. | |
| The sex is the lioness, queen of the temple. | |
| I look right in her eyes, then down to her level. | |
| The sex is the liar. | |
| The sex is the liar. |