Idakul chant of the chided

Continuing the discussion from Manifesto of Spice: Flavour Guaranteed:

Aye, it feel like a pyre
Stating your desire with tongues of fire
Purging my soul in stating love as your goal.

Praise you for blunting this hooded-claw
And in keeping vampires from our door
Making love our goal

Noh’s charismatic glamour
Flavours’ fabulous manner
Entwine-divine divine
There is danger, there is pleasure
Sublimely pure-the only treasure

The power of love
A force from above
Cleaning my soul


I love this :heart:


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