romantic vessel to carry you to your lover's arms |
Sultry vixen you smile I know it will not be I am yours your last spell you will cast you have cast a spell upon me this spell holds me molds about me I will journey the seven seas as a gaunlet does a sword to be with thee you have sent me across a fjord you look at me to be lost in a land where I know not the chains of contentment dissolve in your eyes I be and fall away as you hand me cast aside the manacles set me free my manacles I can not be I am yours vixen you ask, me if you can be my bride yours I scream you can not hide I beg with god to be the designs you have put upon me I can not be free what you have done to me when these manacles are upon my wrists I am yours angel I plead and beg for but a little kiss you are not an angel, but a witch the spell is strong you vixen hold me it will not last long touch me will it, vixen you smile so, I will not yearn to be as I rise into the distant sky to be with thee sultry vixen what I can not be sultry woman you hold the key can you not see what you have done you throw it away what you have done by putting as you lick your scarlest lips these manacles on me can you not see I yearn to be what is the word who you be it defies me so, so hot what I wish to be you make me weak in the knees Sweet sultry vixen you are so, so, hot you set me ablaze with the craving to be with thee no one is safe from thee no one can be free you look at this boy toy with his heart do you not know what you have done to me by the spell you cast |