Demons are angels too

 They just bad like you

 But I love them like me

 Cause like angels, they living free

 Hell, that’s me

 They say the woman gods became the masculine demons

 And I love them just for this reason

 So I guess I’m just saying I love my seed keepers

 Those divine, timeless reapers

 When God was a woman

 I think I loved her best

 And to keep her company

 Was to be blessed

 And to be on top of the world with her resting on my chest

 She’s my motivation to rise from my bed

 She’s why I’m eager to get home to bed

 In her earthly rivers I carefully tread

 Her rivers also keep me happily placated

 What she desires won’t be debated

 From where the angel sits and where she dwells

 Her wisdom must be greater because she’s seen both heaven and hell….