contracts and saviors

Angels and Demons

Have a Score to settle.

AS the Gypsy Witch burns your flesh.

In MY kettle.

Pour a little love dust in, Oh dear Gypsy friend.

You never even knew.

I escaped your lily patch.

I hid where only demons Go.

And shadows play hide and seek.      As I seek the answers.

I love ou in this dark…

As my ungodly form,

merges heavenly parts,

Radiating from your Glory.

Saving me from my own damnation.

Before the contract is drawn in Blood.

……………

That is for you my love.