There is sweet seduction in all things forbidden;
Secrets buried in your beating heart, deeply hidden;
I know what resides in there even if you do not;
For I am the voice that lays out your inner plot;
So I played the harp-strings to your heart;
Wondering when you would fall apart;
But it is not my promises that will entice you;
It may be your own desire turned against you;
So hold no grudge against me, friend;
From the moment that we met, you knew me for a fiend.
The beast was here all along…