Black Voodoo

She came down from the mountains

all dreamy and high

Silver gossamer threaded through her wings

a still beating heart breathed a sign

Nobody saw what lived beneath her skin

wound up like a loaded gun

Just below and beneath her eyes

Lived the ravens breath

 

Black Voodoo 

I cut with broken glass

Black Voodoo

This womans got your name

Black Voodoo

Let me feel your taste

Black Voodoo

 

Its not your loving that she craves

the darkness that lives in her veins

Injected and sliced from the rusty blade

a love spell made from the youth of the insane

She returns from death a whisper glows

Lets taste the blood as it drips from the proclamation

Words not set in stone carved from flesh

Flesh be mine and scared in forever

 

Black Voodoo 

I cut with broken glass

Black Voodoo

This womans got your name

Black Voodoo

Let me feel your taste

Black Voodoo

 

© 2013 Adrian AIDZ Giannini