She has seen it all, done it all
In more ways than one
For the one whom God you call
Uses her for sexual fun
Her body dipped in temptation
Her beauty undeniable
The queen of the fairy nation
But not told in any fable
She licks her lips and works her tongue
As she teases the lord for pleasure
Dancing to the song the angels sing
Her appeal has no level of measure
She enjoys her life, her godly lovers
What if she’s considered a tool
She says it aloud, never covers
Am the holy Whore, your God I rule.
