You know it, my Juju, 
That I'm unmatched in the art of games 
Of my credibility, I'm most assured 

You know it, my Juju, 
From whatever trials before me 
I shall emerge unscathed and unopposed 

Explain to me, my Juju, 
Why does my blood boil 
When I look into his molten eyes of gold? 

I hate him, I loathe him! 
The pearly sheen of dovetail hair, 
And ivory skin, angelic in my dreams 

Dirk Strider, 
Dirk Strider 
This foul hiss in my skin 
venomous lotus 
Will I succumb to him? 

Itâ  s not my fault 
I'm not to blame 
I swear to you, it merely started as a game! 

Itâ  s not my fault 
Left with no shame 
For at my weakest, I can only howl his name! 

Give me strength, my juju 
Donâ  t let his [bad word] fill my head 
Don't let him whisk me off to paradise 
Just find him and tame him 
Ensnared in miles [bad word] red 
sparkling diamond cut by vengeful thorns! 

Dirk Strider, 
Dirk Strider 
In each and every breath 
That you draw 
Desire 
Will cleanse your wicked soul! 

It was just a game at first 
We were playing games at first 

But I will win this time 
I'll make him MINE!!
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