To Gremory
(Indisponível)
Enter Princess of Lust
The Lady Dressed in Red
A mantle in desire
Of carnal subconsciousness
These arrows
Are merciless
For pleasure and pain
Stunned by Your charms
Men abandon their efforts
Cast off their armor
Lower their weapons
And ready
their chests to take the blows
Gremory
One Glance, to conceptualize
The Evil Inside...
Captured!(by a)look so strict
Feel my muscles stiff
A naked child before Thee
Sister, Daughter
Lover, Mother
Wife, of all to be
Of all the females
I will only Love Thee
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