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 demon sacrificed
It'd 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
Is a death storm over us
