TW: slight Christian themes
Take your hand in mine my dear
They will never find us here
Kisses stolen underneath nights shade
Its darkness concealing our little escapade
For the devil lives in us they would say
Yet it was our lord & savior who made us this way
Our souls he sewn into fate
To societyâs rules we shall detonate
Oh no run faster my dear
With their pitchforks in hand they near
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