To the bud of fate, a little child is wiser than all.
I tried to leave.
Her body pulled me right back with love on the floor.
She's a phantom queen.
Hides her tattooed skin from those she can't show,
but when revealed,
her naked body unlocks all the magic it holds.

Do I listen to my heart or history?
(Let it repeat again)
Asking the goddess with her eye all tempting me.
(Eyes all tempting me again)

Turn to stone as she moves across the room through eternity.
Pedals from red roses, yeah, they slowly fall in deafening tones.
The sounds are clear but they're just harder to conceive.
My lips aligning with her breasts in unity.

So do I listen to my heart or history?
Do i listen to my heart or your bedroom?
Do i listen to my heart or you sweet kiss?
Before I get old.

Lyrics submitted by Brenguy

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