Magdalena

A Perfect Circle

Overcome by your moving temple 
Overcome by this holiest of altars
So pure so rare to witness such an earthly goddess 
That I've lost my self-control beyond compelled to throw this dollar down
Before you're holiest of altars
I'd sell my soul my self-esteem a dollar at a time for one chance 
One kiss one taste of you my Magdalena
I bear witness to this place this prayer so long forgotten 
So pure so rare to witness such an earthly goddess 
That I'd sell my soul my self-esteem a dollar at a time 
For one chance one kiss one taste of you my black Madonna
I'd sell my soul my self-esteem a dollar at a time 
One taste one taste one taste of you my Magdalena