Gladly I would come to you and I would come willingly within the dark,
But it seems that this hell fire love was never meant to be,
I know you fear me and would worship me from afar,
I realise that you love me and would always give your life for your star,
But still I can't help but wonder at your normal clothes,
I can't help but laugh at the lack of sadistic content,
I feel that even though you stay by me you'd never surrender to the night,
I realise now that I can never turn you against the light,
I thought time would heal you and so I kept you lingering,
I thought it would help but it made your wound deeper,
Every cut every bruise that you endured sliced into my heart,
Every cruel word you ignored pulled us further apart,
I would have made you so happy; I would have given you anything,
I would have shown you every pleasure you could want,
But I guess that you never wanted this thing, my tainted love,
You wished for me to spread my wings and fly to the light above,
But that could never be but I would have if I were able,
But I was bound to the earth by the blood of my victims,
This can no longer be real; it must remain an unattainable dream,
Listening to our regrets, singing while they scream,
A chance happening of a wandering angel,
Brought you face to face with me,
I bet you wish you had never witnessed that despicable deed,
Wished you had never allowed me to reaped like an evil seed,
But this is what I am; this is what you are,
This is why we can never be as one,
From the start of the very first genesis,
To the end of my arch nemesis,
I kept you hanging by an invisible thread of deceit,
I kept you wondering my true intent,
I kept you wrapped up safe in a web of sadist lies,
Listening and writhing in pleasure from your cries,
Believe me when I say I cannot love, for I do not its meaning,
I know about hate and pain but about them you are ignorant,
How can we be together as opposite as we are?
If I were you would you still worship me from afar?
If pain was your bondage and I held the whip, would you still love me?
If sorrow was your medicine and I was the needle's chrome blade,
Would that you were someone new away from all my hate?
Would you leave believing this was not your fate?
If I were not the demon I am deep inside would you still fear me?
If I were another pitiful whore in your bed would you still worship me?
If I was black or red would you hate me for my creed?
If I were weak and powerless would you make me bleed?
I can't help but wonder about these things, the things that break my mind,
I can help but imagine how many others you've had like this,
In the blackness of eternal regret, drowning in your kisses of deep despair,
Ice cold eyes roving over burning flesh, knife like fingers running through my hair,
Erotic fire breathing on my cold skin, shaking the earth to its brittle core,
Obsidian caresses curling at my throat,
I can't help but wonder at the irony of it all,
Watching as the angels fall,
If I were the light instead of the dark would you still want me?
If I were the good instead of the bad would you still crave me?
I wonder if I didn't resist could you still call it rape?
If I felt angry would you bend me out of shape,
If I were different entirely would I still hold your desire,
If I were the demon instead of you would I care?
I suppose that it the end it did some good,
Because now me and you are bound by blood,
You are my demon, my devil, my dark despairing lover,
You didn't want me but you had me anyway,
And you discovered the demon inside me,
You held me tightly all through the night, and you set my darkness free,
We can at last be one; we can take on the world,
Masking our pain and blackness like you once did,
We will crawl into every human's heart and soul,
We will destroy them; kill all that's whole,
Another night will come and with it your nightshade grin,
Another flame to add to our passion of fire,
But still I wonder what if we never connected together?
What if we never found each other? Ever?
Would we still wander in the blackness of this void?
Pretending that we're not who we are inside,
Wondering about things that we hear and feel and see?
Would I still long for you to come and set me free?
