A Perfect Circle - Mer De Noms

Magdalena

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

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Writer(s): William L. Howerdel, Maynard James Keenan
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