I may be a demon,
I did come from hell,
I don't have a soul,
I have horror stories to tell.
In a world of darkness,
I'm nothing but a shade,
A shadow that's stepped on,
My best friend is a blade.
I crawled out of hell,
With bleeding palms and knees,
Heartlessness in tacked,
Like a killer disease .
I am the demon of sorrow,
Of lost hope and joy,
The ruler of anger,
What I touch I destroy.
I met a fallen angel,
Something I didn't expect,
So soft and beautiful,
I didn't know we'd connect.
I'll never go to heaven,
Yet her lips took me there,
I couldn't look away,
Mesmerized by her stare.
Her smile so elegant,
With eyes of