Paranormal woman
Unique seducer, master of lust
After battles fuming
She clears my armor from the rust.
She's my Midnight sun
Yeah, the only one
Who can look in my eyes without fear,
She's my Midnight sun
After wounds of gun
Healing magic and prayers I hear.
I rest in her arms
Lay my head on her knees for hours
Sorceress with charms
She lies so near and smells with flowers.
013 Sun of Midnight
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