The wings of Asmodeus,
as they flash in the air,
lust is woken in the heart of men.
Half a spider,
half an angel,
poison runs trough her veins,
Fallen angel from the dreams.
By the words of sugar,
lured into trap,
like a fly,
captured by her web.
Souls of innocent,
stolen by the illusion,
captured by the lies,
poisoned by the spider queen,
weaver of the lies.
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