You Will Never Be Her Last Victim. Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts

It's not your fault.
I keep hearing it's still just not an enough.
Maybe your right.
Maybe your wrong.
By the guiding light.
Monsters disappearing before the candles sight.

But you were never one.
Not even on your worst day.
And as the storm closing in.
Pour a glass of you best whiskey.
Take a seat and tell your sad, sad, sad story.
Put it all in open.
Trust me when I tell you your not the only, not the only...

Here the march of hoof beats comes.
Riders of the forbidden sun.
When they come take you away.
It feels like forever.
Heres one last blood soaked scarlet letter seal with a deep kiss, and sensual aroma I will never be able to forget.
It envelopes all the senses, sorounded by the most beautiful I've laid my eyes upon without even looking her way.
You just know, shes on a completely different level then the rest of the miscreants.
Then she's gone without saying one single word.
A door swinging open, a pitch black sky, thunder booming off in the distance, and the rain is just coming down.
You know you shouldn't follow, you know better, yet you can't help yourself.
Because you love the mystery of who was she.
An angel or a demon leading you astray.

Edging towards a lust that leaves a rot in the soul.
Leaves you always begging for more.
Stick the knife in one more.
Cause once is just never enough.
She warns you no attachments.
And all you think is you can change her mind.
But there is no goddess so divine.
Love without passion will drive you out of your mind.
And now that you're crazy she's ready to toss you aside.
For her next victim, and as you walk off the that cliff she speaks goodbye my sweet glad we had the chance to meet.