Her silky deception
pulls seductively
words of truest devotion,
words I yearn to hear
As I step through
black ink swallows me,
grotesque trap she has laid
soul drains, turning hollow
A haunting melody plays through my soul
"Hey you, lost one, show me the way"
how can I show you out
when I am her prey?
To the woman in the mask
who pretends she is nice
behind slammed doors,
facade falls, heart of ice
Woe me at first
you do it so well,
loosen my reins of control
welcome to my hell
Dejavu forever slams my chest
dance of ancient times
when she pulls off the mask...
The demon whispers: "you are mine"
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