It has been some time since i stole your heart.
A crime of theft, two souls had to commit,
For two creatures to find their counterpart.
A sin which made us into hypocrite.
But the soiled must be rich for love to bloom.
i knew of it then, that something evil
Must’ve been, to make me into a groom.
Good came, by righteousness lost, retrieval.
Looking beyond the you locked in your eye,
Seeing your spirit lead us into, I.