Scavengher

I've been waiting for this for several weeks
The ground lit up beneath her feet
The earth calls her back to the sea
Too bad she already belongs to me

She fights monsters made of ink and some you can't even see
Because it would make me think or just to make me pleased
How could I return her to the sea if it wouldn't love her as much as me
Even if it was the prophacy

I found her in a cave
A dark and lonely cave
The strangest thing about her
Her mind made her a slave
So we built a light
And escaped
And we we got out
Our light was brighter than the day

 

She fights monsters made of ink and some you can't even see
Because it would make me think or just to make me pleased
How could I return her to the sea if it wouldn't love her as much as me
Even if it was the prophacy

 

She fights monsters made of ink

and some you cant even see






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