Charming cobras, charming storms
Lure the allure of the red glowing clouds
Potent, beaming, as the rain of fire foams.
Amber lightning striking from the gourds
While I’m sipping on the viral venom
Paralyse my tongue vaporise my very veins
Your eyes, red twinkle, far from the norm
Your laughter burning like sulphur rains.
Your poison lips is all I crave
Give me that kiss of death
Squeeze me to my grave,
I’ll love the creatures you birth.
We will be together on the other side.
Venom in my veins, thunder in my hands
Fangs of your seduction, lightning pride
Pour your rain of fire on my lands.
— Tichakunda Michael Majena (2013)
Lure the allure of the red glowing clouds
Potent, beaming, as the rain of fire foams.
Amber lightning striking from the gourds
While I’m sipping on the viral venom
Paralyse my tongue vaporise my very veins
Your eyes, red twinkle, far from the norm
Your laughter burning like sulphur rains.
Your poison lips is all I crave
Give me that kiss of death
Squeeze me to my grave,
I’ll love the creatures you birth.
We will be together on the other side.
Venom in my veins, thunder in my hands
Fangs of your seduction, lightning pride
Pour your rain of fire on my lands.
— Tichakunda Michael Majena (2013)
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