Jhameel aphrodite

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