Devil

She made the evil pact, what was bad for her, became now religion

At the funeral of her dignity, everyone assisted to testify her loss of mind

Now possessed by the devil, she knew there would be no escape line

Every act or thought was now meant to be vain, the pain to be her Pygmalion

Foolish behavior, to have defied one of everyone’s worst fears

And given full heart and soul, to the tsunami of her tears

The tatters of her body, scarified by the choices she made

Present a new person, surrounded by the prisons of a full shade

Impaled onto a burning passion, infernal is the blaze of her damnation

Her yelling and shouting will not change it, she must face the horrible

No way back to where she was, no way back to the waves of reason

Every book she will read cannot save her ghost, not even her Bible

Satan has come for her, in his most vicious form and appearance

The one, we all believe we should get from a talk or from a glance

The devil is in everything that defines her, from underneath to above

He has come to take her to this hateful feeling; he has come to make her, love