A Perfect Circle - Magdalena

Overcome by your moving temple
Overcome by this holiest of altars
So pure, so rare to witness such an earthly goddess
That ive 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 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 id 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 for
One taste,
One taste,
One taste of you my magdalena