May God bless me...with Nobility Futility reminds me of her ability
The Devil"s dress she wears with no contest I must confess under her stares I'm a mess
Virility blinds thee so very viciously Temporarily binds me with insanity
Confined is my mind, bewitched by her dance God hath designed, but the devil"s in her glance
Many men have fell, they never stood a chance Angels now in hell, still mesmerized in a trance For you toll thy bell, and try and cry romance Now forever dwell, forbidden to ever advance
If chivalry has died, then she choked its very last breath Her Vanity and pride combined, provoked suicidal death
Perfection lies soundly in the sand Tranquilly next to me on the shore But if it's you that holds her hand You too, shall be cursed forevermore