Women of Sin
In golden lights as the city lies
The evil spirits rise
Red as the blood wash over them
Black as the spirits fly
Save them as the commits adultery and lie
With sunlight painted dim, it warms the skies
With rays that warm the grey
Face wet from there whimpers
With velvet tears before they die
This city of sin, jealousy and lie
In this circle of love
Wrapped with loyal chains
Clever demons play their song
Weakness moments turns into love and lust
They play their tunes as you give them what they want
She lying and deceiving she had you believe
The devil living in her head
But it answers to her name
Stories that she tell that is messing with her brain
When she stands before a mirror
It laughs in her face
Such a sin she made, devil in her ear she speak the word in vain
Dropped to her knees as she screams his name
Begging for forgiveness for these unheaven things
What must make you believe in this one women show
She had all you fouled and you didn't even know
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