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Black hearted woman


The Black hearted woman I am the black hearted woman I am sadden and feel forsaken My husband doesn't care about my opinion He only cares about establishing his dominion I say unto you, love is a fire It burns down all that it is able to see It burns down down everything I tell you Everything you think and say is expired Oh God, how can it be this lonely Is this all that we get for our lives Will true love be conjure, only when one of us dies My guilt and regrets collect like old friends Arriving, living, and thriving, when reliving my darkest moment I can see no light, no path, no way And only then, in this moment the devil comes to play. Every demon wants its pound of flesh But, I rather keep some things to myself I like to contain my issues, which are strong But, it is to hard, to dark, I must see the dawn Should I be charged, I promise now my judge and jurors That my intention could never have been any purer. Man will and can survive The hardest conditions Man can stay alive Through difficult and daunting conditions The time has come Perhaps for the prosecution of a black hearted woman
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