"Hotwife of Pi" Maybe this is it Maybe it isnt Maybe she wont be able to regret her decisions Maybe she will Maybe then the gods would listen Maybe she's just a viking on a mission or Is it that she’s just a queen the gods have given up on Maybe she should have listened to religion But she doesnt regret that she didnt She's thinking if theres really gods Are they real or not Cos the one watching her's a fucking thunder cunt Wonder what the twats reason was Was it simply that she sat on the storm but didnt believe enough? But she's seen enough to believe that some Omnipotent prick would rather see her suffering Than relieve her of the disease thats took Over her mind and butchered her memories up Makes enemies her main fucking thought She thought if she fought Thor through the preferences She could change them, but See the differences? Can you understand her panic at being replaced then? She's suffocating while trying to not make you suffocate and speaking blatant, this time I dont think she's gonna awaken She's fucking aching, Maybe this is it Maybe it isnt Maybe she wont be able to regret her decisions Maybe she will Maybe then the gods would listen Maybe she's just a viking on a mission or Is it that she’s just a queen the gods have given up on Maybe she feels if she speaks the clouds could come crashing Slashing her chance of keeping this love ever lasting She's latching on to the last gasp of happiness but gagging Scraps that are combating the past That dont even matter None of it matters She's been shattered by her hammer Mentally, emotionally and spiritually battered The days passed and she aint sailing for valhalla But her body hasnt gathered The means to be a woman cos memory of memories gets re enacted And her dickhead head sees them trying to hold her And constantly confuses them for the attacker She wants to save it By never saying what could damage it swallows as the panic hits Terrified you'll vanish So she's practising mental abandonment A fucking contradiction if there ever was one Especially as she's had to vanish to manage it Maybe this is it Maybe it isnt Maybe she wont be able to regret her decisions Maybe she will Maybe then the gods would listen Maybe she's just a viking on a mission or Is it that she’s just a queen the gods have given up on Maybe she's not near leaving the living Maybe she's just displaying distance Maybe its just greiving whats given Maybe all this life she lets loose in wishes is just listing shit for herself to listen before shes exiting this existince The only part of life that dont demand permission Just to have fucking feelings Fuck off, its her fucking hurt And she'll fucking feel it When and as needed You dont get to decide what defeats her Maybe this is it Maybe it isnt Maybe she wont be able to regret her decisions Maybe she will Maybe then the gods would listen Maybe she's just a viking on a mission or Is it that she’s just a queen the gods have given up on Maybe the gods heard every word and chose not to answer her Maybe that's why she stopped asking shit Her head keeps hearing war horns when no bodys calling for war Maybe she's just not meant to be a viking at all "Hotwife of Pi" © 2026 Hotwife of Pi. All rights reserved. All lyrics are original works written and published under the name Hotwife of Pi and are protected by applicable copyright law. No part of these lyrics may be copied, reproduced, republished, distributed, adapted, performed, recorded, transmitted, used for artificial intelligence or machine-learning training, or otherwise exploited, in whole or in part, without prior written permission from the copyright holder, except where permitted by law.