She is the Devil Standing in the Doorway Constantly reminding me of the Debt I've yet to pay She looks like Heaven Divine and Catastrophic Hellcat and Rogue Apostate Tells me, "There's Hell to Pay."
Gotta find a way Gotta get away I'm in deep too and there's Hell to Pay
She is Satan in a Red Dress and Six-Inch Stilletto Heels Crimson-Colored Lipstick With matching Sharpened Nails Her Clawmarks in my Skin Remind me every day That my soul belongs to Her, and there's still Hell to Pay
Gotta find a way Gotta get away I'm in too deep and there's Hell to Pay
She is the One Unholy She is the Queen of Time Her Love Burns on Eternal in the Furnace of my Mind My Spirit is her Claim From now until the End of Daze Ours are the Hearts of Evil And still there's Hell to Pay
Gotta find a way Gotta get away Running outta days until there's Hell to Pay
Leviathan Cross Forever in Her Flesh Her Eyes, Ablaze with Hellfire Gaze into the Abyss No Matter how Savagely I Ravage Her and Damage Her She always Returns for yet another Massacre.
Gotta find a way Gotta get away Running outta days until there's Hell to Pay
A little Faustian lust poem while everyone's still in the October spirit.