She has the eyes of a devil,
And the heart of a fallen angel,
Hair as red as fire,
Lips painted with finest wine,
She is the reincarnate of your fears,
And the object of your lust,
Your soul is painted black with mascara,
The stains on your shirt, color of blood,
She has taken your heart and devoured it,
But still you go back to her,
She becomes your high,
Your drive, the only thing that matters,
You are under her spell,
You cannot break free,
She is the only thing you need,
You are in the hands of the devil’s daughter,
To her you are just a fish on a hook,
Just that and nothing more,
But to you she is everything,
And you have fallen madly,
For the devil’s eyes,
And a fallen angel’s heart.
