Redeemer - Imaad Wasif

Though it tears us miles apart

Cull the skeleton key

Though a chauffeur drives your car

Through the tall weeds

Though the axe is swung

Though the horns are hung

Though the hunter steals away with the prey

I was born four days before Halloween

And I got a bad moon that preceeds me

But it’s you I adore

My pretty Josephine

When our love has run its course

I shudder to think

Starlight over her body

Milkwhite

Isn’t it pure

By the dagger

Or by the sword

I could have her

Forever more

When her apparition is seen

I will be redeemed

I will be redeemed