Like Hades You Will

It was so dark and cold

But he wanted me here

She was so lovely and had to be mine

I'm the god from beneath the earth, but its so lonely

He said my mother is sad and he'd take me back

But I had his fruit, I couldn't just leave. Like hell he'd give me back now

I want her. I need her.

I am the queen after all, and who better than my king?

 

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