Magdalena Songtext
von A Perfect Circle
Magdalena Songtext
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 your
Holiest of altars
I'd sell
My soul
My self-esteem
A dollar at a time
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
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 your
Holiest of altars
I'd sell
My soul
My self-esteem
A dollar at a time
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
Writer(s): William L. Howerdel, Maynard James Keenan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com