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As I stood at the gate 

Gargoyles pondered my fate

Could my silver tongue rescue my soul 

And the demonic guard 

Holding up the death card 

Seemed to relish his miniscule role 

When the temptress showed face 

Clad in fine silks and lace 

As she brushed up against me I froze 

When she started to dance 

Negating my last chance 

Loosening all of her ribbons and bows

Through a vast ring of fire 

Fueled by lust and desire 

A horned creature with fork took the stage 

With his sneer came a flood 

Salty tears crimson blood 

Swept me up flushing me to my cage 

As they flayed off my skin 

Through the almighty sin

I at Last got to savour some peace 

Guess I must have passed our 

Woke in bed full of doubt 

Does he own me or have me on lease