Prelude Lyrics

Advisory - the following lyrics contain explicit language:
Let the hands fall to the floor
Allow these pupils to see organs
A telescopic view is almost arousing
No more holiness in denial
The trojan army is just a farce
Reality is two weeks in waitingI'm not sure
If we're on the same pageHabitual weakness stains the past
Desire rolls over and waits for springI'm not sure
If we're on the same pageYour eyes are lusting
My hands are tied

Your mind conditioned
My heart has changedI'm not sure
If we're on the same page