As she lays in a bathtub of oils I see right through her eyes Such softness, tenderness. Her eyes tell of a history From the peasant who bore her To the lily she grew. Her hands lead me to the future An image of her besides me How am captivated And yes motivated. Her beauty is of no other woman For I have my doubts if she’s just an ordinary woman I have fought in cold wars Walked through world wars Terror is new not to my eyes For I cut off my enemy’s heads. I have conquered, massacred, abducted The titans, enemies from the east But I still feel weak. I have been called master Leader of the victory army I have been made king Yet you bow not for me They have kissed my feet Sparked my swords Cleared my Amor Yet you do nothing for me. Which creature are you? From where do you hail? Thy looks like ours but not thy lips, thy eyes They captivate me like posion ivy They control me like I was a little lad What is it that you want? Here’s my sword Used by my great grand fathers Smelted from the great city of zion From the fires of flohorn Use it ,take my life Finish me off Or you could lie your hips next to me, Felistas Allow me steal a kiss on your neck For you spackle brighter than fine wine Kept in the cellars for years Let me touch your breasts Permit me feel there weight For there’re more precious than diamonds, pearls Than the fools I’ve killed Felistas engage my body in intercourse I order you to lay with me Let our bodies touch Let’s exchange heat Heat aiming for sweat How so sweet to be in love And yet so painful For you reject me Fiestas, FELISTA’S ! COME BACK HERE!