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, 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 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, dollar at a time, one taste of you, my magdalena.