For Love of a Demon

A startling nemesis of angels

She lives in fire, breathes the flames

Death provides her, gives her strength, gives her life

She steals mine, tearing at my soul with both hands

She is never content, never full, never satisfied

An unholy creation of Satan

Blood runs from her eyes, no tears

Incapable of love, she feeds on torture, she drinks my pain

She knows all truth; she knows my lust, my longing

I never can earn her heart, no feeling, no compassion

For Love of a Demon

Alas she cries aloud, a wretched warbling

Hatred burns her soul, evil scorns her face, she is dying

Her body fails, she drowns in her sorrow, she knows

She knows that no man can behold her, no man can love