The Infamous Princess Of The Oblivion Realm Red Letter.
Dear Judge, Superior, Dear Arabic Man, They taught us girls to cover up - our body is a sin They taught us girls to hide behind closed doors - our voice is a sin They told us to hush - our opinions doesn't matter They built a great wall to block the sun - how dare she gets to our skin They burned all love letters They banned feelings from existence They locked up passion with the crime of touch And when we rebel The executioners sharpens their swords The sane man breaches Faith dripping like an open tap from his wise words Condemn you guilty, a criminal of religion violation And comes the night The wise man goes looking for a sinner to cure his hippocratic struggle Loses his filth in her body And comes back home to sleep next to his pure wife. Well, To hell with you, your rules and your cracked up feet. Yours A Sinner & A Reckless Villain