We are born of sin
In a world above the cloud known nine
Where all the magic happen
And life is won

I guess what I am saying is, listen -
To what was written
And fated by the pen
That this was meant to happen

Tonight, next to you, is a win
Trust, I see the gates of eden, open!
Let us rightly get even
I am ready for a lesson

Allow me to walk on your skin,
And you can have my soul as your own
Your succulent feature claims mine,
While it's clear in you already lies the demon.

© Ommie