Croped Wings Still Make You Fly
Your Snow White Skin Still Makes Mine Dry
My Valkyrie, You Decide If I live or Die
You Drink My Life From Your Horn
Keeping The Secret With A Lie
Since the Day I Was Born
Your Spears, I Welcome in My Wirsts
You Feed on My Flesh… Feels So Tight
Serve The Wine and Get Undressed
My Deadly Eyes Watch Your Dark Sight
In My Chamber, My Soul You Possess
In Your Hoard Of Swords I Will Colide
My Valkyrie, My Veins Are High
Your Breasts Covering My last Shadow
My Soul Walks as The Last Lamb Night
Full of You, Empty of Dreams
My Last Breath Blows
In Your Last Erotic Strike… I Now Perish
:jomagnet
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