Verse 1:
Need a prophetess
With a lot of Wit
Not a gold digger witch, for-the-profit-chick
No familiar spirits, haunted bondages
Need a small house, village with Cottages
Honour God upright, paying homages
Wise woman of age, no gossip lips
Doesn't speak in vain, never talking sick
Not toxic, slit wrist, gothic chick
But "a Help, one Flesh," monogamous
Treat a man like a man, no misogynists
Not the death of him, like a coffin grim
Like a sadist nurse, surgeon offing limbs
Pagan goddesses walk in moccasins
'Cause they're trapping soles/souls as they mock in sins
Refusing Christ, as they scoff at Him
With their goblin gems, as I'm dropping Hymns...
Gif from Tenor
All glory to the Most High for these Holy Spirited BARS
PS: Lyrics are always subject to change, but I'm happy with what I created and finished just now