Grind and dancing, with the Devil in a blindfold
Letting her be seduced, and letting him take hold
Many surrounds, of the many masked spectators
Magic in its working, amongst the black conjurers
Her heat is so thrilled, by the most evil of the sins
Touching everywhere, sense of needles and pins
Fire burning in the mouth, as she kisses Lucifer
Poisonous embrace, of a well known denominator
So evil and yet so luscious, gripping her curves
Darkest moments, where even an Angel swerves
Black lipstick, leaving the stains of her presence
Upon the red neck, of Satan and soon the alliance
Captivated, with a thigh wrapped around his waist
A hip bucked, and an excited urged in such haste
Symphonies encourage, a motion of a darkest glory
An evening progresses to night, to witness the story
Dangerous games played, by the temptress of men
Does the Devil himself, have the urge for her then?
Once bitten and thus twice induced, into her desire
So much so that it takes the Devil, to build the fire
Not even this Angel, could be free of lustful needs
Rebellion sought in the yearning, for demon seeds
That she lay with the Devil, in the deepest of hell
As he was locked between her thighs, and her spell
So much to be paid for this, the height of pleasures
For within her body, he doth release his treasures
As unholy progression of a new life, of a new plan
For when Angels sleep with Demons they make man
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