I am a victim of a god
Fragile, temperamental
Instead of praying
For me
He went to dance
He went to a club somewhere
He wanted my disguise
To live like a mortal
Since he couldn't kill me
He gave me a particular vision

Swirls of smoke
I twinkle at his encounter
I feel the glow
And I want to enter

I am a victim of a god
Mischievous and very unique
Who at his faithful whim
Took away
My wife
And interned her in a brothel
That he managed
Like a pimp, great lord
And he went to the end, to confuse
His impunity, he believed himself omniscient

Swirls of smoke
I twinkle at his encounter
I feel the glow
And I want to enter

What is given is mine and it's over
I won't give it back
What is given is mine and it's over
I won't give it back
What is given is mine and it's over
I won't give it back

I am a victim of a god
Fragile, temperamental
Instead of praying
For me
He went to dance at a club somewhere

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