The Devil
The Devil whispers promises soo sweet into my ever tender ear.
Gifts I should accept without the smallest bit of fear.
My hearts secret most desires because his silver tounge knows just what i want to hear.
His hot breath makes me quiver.
His touch could make me a sinner.
God keep the Devil at bay.
Cleans me of evil dreams.
Kill my passion.
Kill my fire.
Keep me from the Devils bed.
Where my demons lay.
Please lock up the beast thats speaks to me in the dark.
His raw passion and power could claim my heart and soul and make me loose control. Oh God why does being bad feel so damn good?
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