Code Red: Army of Gods

She was intelligent enough not to tell the gentleman of The access card to her madness of heart He played strong suits in case his suitcase didn't make The pursuit in hand soon cut to the chase But this is business at its finest When we promised we wouldn't try this 'cause It's an -ism that isn't auto Like the condition in my blood flow Don't you know oh You didn't know And now it's code red at the marina And the emotions bled because I've seen her Venus in arms baby an arsenal from afar Venus in arms with her army of gods I fight emotionless Since in my soul there's less We're in suit But you get the credit while they edit out the sects Oh it's enough Baby the -ism's from above So it's code red at the marina And the emotions bled because I've seen her Venus in arms baby the arsenal from afar Venus in arms with her army of gods And she's in my arms Like a victim of love Yes in my arms My victim from above