Imaad Wasif

The voidist - 01 - "Redeemer"
REDEEMERThough it tears us miles apartCull the skeleton keyThough a chauffeur drives your carThrough the tall weedsThough the axe is swungThough the horns are hungThough the hunter steals away with the preyI was born four days before HalloweenAnd I got a bad moon that preceeds meBut it's you I adoreMy pretty JosephineWhen our love has run its courseI shudder to thinkStarlight over her bodyMilkwhiteIsn't it pureBy the daggerOr by the swordI could have herForever moreWhen her apparition is seenI will be redeemed From Letras Mania