Facilis descensus Averno
The descent to hell is easy
All too easy
To be seduced
Wooded, swayed by forces beyond our control
Devils always chase the purest angels
In hopes of snatching away from the holy kingdom
The most perfect of the perfect
Angelic wings trembling and aflutter
Fearing their one fatal flaw
The mind so strong, yet the flesh reminds ever so weak
In the presence and the face of evil
Shake little virgin sweets, shake
For it is true, so very sad but true
Facilis descensus Averno
When one is standing next to his most holy throne
Always and forever
The devil's favorite target of lust is you
2008 Ramona Thompson
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