It is forbidden to cross those lines
Drawn by society and powers to be.
Live in the fitting direction
A maze through the straight road,
A noose of erotica, evil, daring and deceit,
judgements have eyes that follow us
In every hour, passion of wrong
Embracing decisions of lust
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