Conceived in the darkness of the deep
Turns out that life doesn't need the rays of the Sun
Born without eyes no need to see
Born with a taste for conditional love

Conditional love
Conditional love
No hell below no heaven above
Worth conditional love
Love
I wanna spill some blood
For conditional love

I touch base with the morning star
I'm not the type to sit around counting scars
With Roxanne in his car
And sundown in his heart, conditional love

Conditional love
Conditional love
No hell below no heaven above
Worth conditional love
Love
I wanna spill some blood
For conditional love

Cosmically linked with a war of attrition
I've got a love but it comes with conditions

Love
I wanna spill some blood
For conditional love