Christian Kjellvander

Roaring 40's
Humble me as if I were tenunfulfilled dreams and captainsin a distorted reverie I made out her callthe vastest desert of them alldrawn, shiny calm, to your mysteryI wanted revengebut so, so did she"I am the eldest of three sistersborn down around the roaring fortiesI have been sent to be your mistressyoung man you're coming down with me"So I recited from my rut, still undecided in my guthow I wish, it was enough for me - the love of a family"we could so easily enjoy youand easier we could destroy youme and my sisters never ageme and my sisters rage"ok, lord grant us a daughter of our ownwe'd name her fire, because the water is worn From Letras Mania