Dying to be in Khajhuraho

Half towns people have been carved in a dust storm
Danger everywhere the temple statues form
I run away and into the shadow man; the teen from my time
believe in the unbelievable rings like a mind chime

He Introduces the kings wife, both with heads clear and free
our only hope is to free the King in the temple white
temple guards are carved of stone, the king is free
“there is but one way to stop the gods carnal fright”

“end this carnage you must bring together two Gods unknown
Apsara the heavenly nymph and Sardula part lion cannot join
this breaks unholy cycle trapping them in stone
inside you must go again to trick their unknown join
 
the nymph can be drugged with the blazin flower
take her to the alter and hide her face
Sardula wont resist a chance to poison a new nayika this hour
but beware the flower is in the water all over this place”

And back in the temples of lust I go, the nymph I must
find, the danger is real but temptation is a flower
drunk again the heady blends of erotic fruit lust
this thirst I cannot quench its got a sensual power

I want to stop but enticing allure me back in
from temple to orgy altar I fall
again indulging wholly unholy carnal sin

Danger indulge: The closer I get to my own demise the hungrier I be
Danger Indulge: without knowing; soon my soul will be sand stone and ever never free
Danger Indulge: as I fall from her to another my flow’s stopped by one
Danger Indulge: my attention her finger leads me away for more unholy fun

Slipping, slipping, slipping, slipping away, one last breadth