Electro-Blonde and fur coats on,
our silver sigils keeping us strong.
With names of the Angels and Demons elect
Play in the circle, from which we protect.
and draw down the Moon on her Blue New Year's Eve
to ask the Queen to reward our good deeds.
Punish those who oppress us with chains,
sympathy gone, Karma can't be restrained.
point the finger of fate
at those who deserve it and dictate with hate,
your apologies, found empty, are late.
Now some things will pass,
and these things foretold,
no church can save you from the Karma you hold.
Now you were warned,
examples made with our creed,
yet still you continue to take any heed.
You continue to punish
continue to scorn
but had you learned to evolve
allow Karma reborn....
We would fix what we've done, implement nothing more.
Now since you refuse to change your sick ways,
Our silent gold words lurk through your nights and your days.
Forever attached and forever you'll see,
it never lays off
without command straight from me.
†LOV†
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