Walking towards the edge of a cliff, it’s like the end of the world
Ill let you know how my legend unfurled
Could start cliché with the leg of a girl, move to her thighs and her breasts
Diving in and now there’s feelings expressed
But it’s not about the size of her chest, she’s more than beauty and brains
Sometimes it’s deeper than what words can explain
Although the trials and tribulations remain, she carved her niche in my psyche
Formed a bond and a child just like me
And despite thee, damaging shit, like her love for glamour and glitz
There was a passion that was frantically missed
Like can a person that’s so callous exist? Who knows
But her shine by design was refined as fools gold
A bruised soul, there was more to her, estranged on the surface
And the evil she withheld was a page in a novel of curses
A demon screaming through the walls of all churches, a remarkable find
By design, she was the sign of the times
And our seed .. forever caught in the mixture, a forked tongue
The lisp that existed was a mark in the scripture refined as part of a bigger picture
Caught between good and evil but which path would extend?
Murderous thoughts, the curvature crossed and our passion would end?
The plan would just blend, so my spirit was lifted, low and behold
My soul above my head, high in the sky and then thrown down in a hole
Born in the water of your mother, damaged by the mark of the beast
From whence you came you shall remain, until your heart rate decreased
Part of my legend deceased but breached a sigh of relief
My baby boy washed ashore with the tide of the beach
The evil no longer exists, slowly disappearing like a façade or a myth…
Walking away from the edge of a cliff