Sons of God's, Daughters of Men
Your under my skin
And I can't begin,
To imagine
Being without you again,
You're like a drug
An amphetamine boost,
You've got me addicted
That is the truth,
We are Nephilim.
You are the daughters of men
We are Sons of God's,
Yet somehow you
Drew us in,
With you beautiful looks
And your delicate ways,
We knew at once
We could not be saved,
From falling in love with you
We succumbed to the truth,
That we had become addicted to you,
We are Nephilim.
We gave up the halls
Of heavenly life,
We came down
To see the beautiful sights,
Of feminine grace
And to sample the bliss,
Of savouring on your sweet kiss,
Daughters of men you maybe
But as a Sons of Gods
You enticed me beyond belief,
We wanted to spend our lives with you,
Give up everything and that's the truth
We are Nephilim.
Copyright © Fauxcroft Wade | Year Posted 2018
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