"Hotwife of Pi" Maybe this is it Maybe it isnt Maybe he wont be able to regret his decisions Maybe he will Maybe then the gods would listen Maybe he's just a viking on a mission or Is it that he’s just a king the gods have given up on Maybe he should have listened to religion But he doesnt regret that he didnt He's thinking if theres really gods Are they real or not Cos the one watching him's a fucking thunder cunt Wonder what the twats reason was Was it simply that he sat on the storm but didnt believe enough? But he's seen enough to believe that some Omnipotent prick would rather see his suffering Than relieve him of the disease thats took Over his mind and butchered his memories up Makes enemies his main fucking thought He thought if he fought Thor through the preferences He could change them, but See the differences? Can you understand his panic at being replaced then? He's suffocating while trying to not make you suffocate and speaking blatant, this time I dont think he's gonna awaken He's fucking aching, Maybe this is it Maybe it isnt Maybe he wont be able to regret his decisions Maybe he will Maybe then the gods would listen Maybe he's just a viking on a mission or Is it that he’s just a king the gods have given up on Maybe he feels if he speaks the clouds could come crashing Slashing his chance of keeping this love ever lasting He'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 He's been shattered by his hammer Mentally, emotionally and spiritually battered The days passed and he aint sailing for valhalla But his body hasnt gathered The means to be a man cos memory of memories gets re enacted And his dickhead head sees them trying to hold him And constantly confuses them for the attacker He wants to save it By never saying what could damage it swallows as the panic hits Terrified you'll vanish So he's practising mental abandonment A fucking contradiction if there ever was one Especially as he's had to vanish to manage it Maybe this is it Maybe it isnt Maybe he wont be able to regret his decisions Maybe he will Maybe then the gods would listen Maybe he's just a viking on a mission or Is it that he’s just a king the gods have given up on Maybe he's not near leaving the living Maybe he's just displaying distance Maybe its just greiving whats given Maybe all this life he lets loose in wishes is just listing shit for himself to listen before hes exiting this existince The only part of life that dont demand permission Just to have fucking feelings Fuck off, its his fucking hurt And he'll fucking feel it When and as needed You dont get to decide what defeats him Maybe this is it Maybe it isnt Maybe he wont be able to regret his decisions Maybe he will Maybe then the gods would listen Maybe he's just a viking on a mission or Is it that he’s just a king the gods have given up on Maybe the gods heard every word and chose not to answer him Maybe that's why he stopped asking shit His head keeps hearing war horns when no bodys calling for war Maybe he'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.
