Often dark and sultry lips that softly silence righteous gifts like fear God or he will cut you down, then what is to be free. She feeds from worlds beneath love that are but are not born. As I see fragrant mists envelop me.
For lies that hide and coincide while she prays upon the youngest ones, as a demon of the deepest sea, like a whore on bended knee. She wears all beauty to behold terrible and glorious to be shown the dark side of me. And curves so delicate with me inside.
Blind unbound delight, This siren for sight, This temptress divine, Holds power over life men fear her, Sword hand Goddess. Her wings as night, A lotus beyond light, To cut straight through, And change the view, She leads the way through the land of death.
Can't run away to be saved or betray.
While she can bend lines in sand. Distorts the mirror and will put in your hand the blood of those who've died to demons sacrificed. It's real don't lie the cosmic roll of dice, the darkest endless ride. She who can put in your hand your life slipping by.
Is a death storm over us.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
