The Devil

Fire by name
Fire by nature,
This be the girl
No soul can tame her.

On the wrong side of her
Your future is dire,
Her opal orbs
And mane like fire.

Her glare is fatal
Your vision will blur,
Satan will claim you
Your last sight is her.

If she would ask
You would always follow,
Down to the depths
Of the Devils hallow.

Could it be?
This beauty dark,
Be the beast
The sixes mark.

Once former angel
Did it occur?
He thought male
May be a girl.