Aphrodite - Jhameel

Love grows under a stone

Perfume and french cologne

And daughter it seeks revenge

And son you will feel the singe

Of our ambrosia

Drink our ambrosia

Curses

The goddess

She took us to pieces

And darling now i see you

I see you

Ghost of my love

Drink and take frivolity

And shed

Immortality

Eyes like shades of life

Her skin takes form of everything