Amelle24

Give up thy soul and come to me, I shall set your secretes free, And take away all thy pain. Think of all that you could gain. My heart desires one thing alone. For every sin I shall atone, If you could grant it without disaster Eternally I shall call thee Master What is it that you do seek? Perhaps it's that you're shy, and meek, And wish to join the eminence, Then I shall grant thee confidence I do not need mere confidence. I can't attain that magnificence. Nor do I wish for such poise, Or sell my soul like meager toys. Perhaps it's that you wish to be Like the swan refined and free. That is simple enough to be, Gracefuln