Satan Bride

In shadows dark, her presence dares, She dances with demons, without cares. Satan’s bride, with eyes of hellfire, Her beauty a spell, you can't inquire. Her dress adorned with sin's embrace, An intoxicating, wicked grace. She whispers secrets in the night, Temptations fierce, her smile, a blight. With every step, chaos she sows, Her silhouette, the devil bestows. She lures men's souls into her lair, A mistress of deceit and despair. Her laughter resonates so cold, As she seduces, she takes hold. But beneath the darkness, darkness deep, A fractured soul she longs to keep. A victim of her own desires, Caught in the web of burning fires. For even Satan's bride, they say, May yearn for light, a different way.