The Devil

This story-teller has me captivated

I wish to stay and watch his world take shape so I left my world behind; there’s nothing there to lose anyway.

If my eyes start to glaze over while you’re talking to me; you know I’m not at home.

Oh…. and thank you for the scars

Wings of Heaven – Tiamat

I’ll be your master and I’ll be your slave
Until the day that you will dance avidly on my grave
Seems like a lifetime we’ve been living this lie
But I can’t help keep lying when you undress before my eyes

The wings of heaven are descending
The touch of her naked skin’s amending
The skies will collide
Only for a little while
And it will take us through the night

Thank you my angel like belly dancing concubine
Like Cleopatra you’re sleeping safe in a royal shrine
Thank you for the blood and tears and for the table dance
Wholeheartedly I thank you dear for our short romance

The beast was here all along…


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