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