The Demonic Thespian

Be my always
Be my non believer
Be my someday
Be my retriever

And don’t be a leaver
Don’t leave me for dead
Let me see her
All dressed in red

Let me fuck with your head
And step on your heart
I’ll do what you said
Then tear you apart

Because since the start
I’ve owned your soul
Look at this art
I’ve made it whole

And you’ve had a role
In this demonic play
These burning coals
Will make you stay

And go and pay
To see me direct
To see I may
Resurrect

A prospect
Dead by lust
To protect
Myself I must

So I let you rust
And let you rot
You turn to dust
at the thought

You just distraught
And turn to ash
As my fraught
Just seems to pass

And you thrash
About trying to get out
Out of the mass
You scream and shout

But there is no doubt
That these scenes dilated
There’s no way out
Of this play I’ve created