To look upon her ocean blue eyes
You\'d never know the devil lurked behind
He holds her ransom noon and night
A slave to her own desire
He scratches and crawls under pale soft skin
Until she bears down with her own teeth
She fills her mouth with purfumed flesh
To keep the devil\'s roar within her chest
In flowy white dresses and daisys in her hair
She braces his onslaught of red and despair
Her meek little soul is bound up tight
Yet she will continue to fight all through the night
Just as predicted her sins they rise
As she plays freely with his great fire
Lucid thoughts when they come
They try to free her forsaken soul
Today, if you see her
Salty tears leave tracks through pink blush
But her smile shows no trace of her blood
She wears her mask showcasing contentment
Yet, this is just the rehearsal you know
The breaking of her soul...
That comes after the main show.