Beautiful words got her convince into my bed
The game played , games got over the edge
Now this game is part of me like an addiction,
Objectifying women because my convection,
little did I know it will cost me my life
Get me enslaved, even cost my wife
To me it was just a game, just sex.
To her it's losing her pride broken her vase
I stripped her of her innocence,
her broken virginity cost her dignity
This is powerful to create insecurity
I called it sex, She thought making love
It's Soul Tie
I didn't know it's become part of me
Our soul get tie up together
I bond soo tight remains forever
Blood mixed with blood
Then another mix with our blood
Then blood keep mixing with bloods
It's Soul tie
It will only take a shed of blood
to get me out of this blood bond.
Something too deep, spiritual talk
Deeper than the physical mind can comprehend
It's Soul tie
If any man his joint with an harlot
He Becomes one with an harlot
Sex is more spiritual than physical
Sex means Spiritual EXchange
Sex exchange blood,
Sickness, destiny, Dignity
It's Soul tie
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