"For Love is the Devil" by Eric Wayne Flynn

For love is the devil

Who sleeps in a bed of lies...?

Kissing the cheek

Wrapped in scrawny red arms

Candy

Coated in blood

Sugary sweet with a fine pointy tail

Shimmying against my leg

Providing the heart and soul, so to keep warm

For the devil is love, it comes in many shapes and forms

It can be whatever you like

A hot lil girl or a stab in the back from a prick

For the devil has a sense of humor, he's hilarious, he is sick

He is swell

For the devil was just an angel who fell

Down because of all the brown nosing sycophants tugging on the robe

The decider of man's fate

The devil rather be left to his own devices

For so the devil wears a cape

A cloak of hot red skin

The claws sink, they dig in

The fabric of flesh

On a burning hot bed

Whispering

I love you so much