Hidden Woman Light

Covered in prophetic dreams 
My body my soul my love it’s been protected 
The price to make me look ugly is high it seems 
And the story unfolds 
Historic figures and how it holds 
My hand, free for any kind of man 
But I became too expensive for a normal plan 
The plan has to be written down 
The spine should make no sound 
Anymore 
And when I greet my followers 
Could be that special one 
I will shake your hand 
I will 
O I will 

The scratch has got to its end 
The itch is far from landed 
The broken times are healed 
By religion by The Time by my God 
There’s nothing that I haven’t forgotten 
From childhood tragedies 
I have made this communistic thing my own 
Minds are blown 
Why her? And not the person I find pretty?
Because when it comes to a woman 
The light 
They know they can’t reach her 
And so I became holy 
The light has found me back again in ‘21 
Living a brand new life filled with love 
The plan, to kill me is even more severe 
But darling I died a hundred times or more 
Because of your whore! 
Was it worth it? 
Was it fun? 
To break the light? 

Try to catch me in front of your sight 
This time I will be hidden 

Nadiya