In a place where the wicked crawl & creep,
A demon woke up from his deep sleep,
His eyes filled with unholy desire,
As he saw a mortal woman, her hair red as fire.

With eyes like caramel, her beauty a pure delight,
He gazed at her with lust, that began to ignite,
The demon’s heart, for the first time started to pound,
Could this be love, was his soulmate found.

Lurking in darkness & keeping out of sight,
He whispered in her ear as she slept through the night,
He would say words of a deep affection,
He lured her so he could start a connection.

But his mortal woman was unaware of his deceit,
She fell for his charms, her heart she thought was complete,
But as their love began to bloom,
The demon’s darkness overpowered the room.

Their love so consumed by desire that was dark,
That upon her soul he left a mark,
She started to notice his increasing obsession,
Afraid as their intimacy was becoming pain & aggression.

As the truth showed its ugly face,
The demon’s love was a suffocating embrace,
The mortal women’s demeaner began to fade,
Feeling overwhelmed, she bought a blade.

The beautiful mortal lost, the demon now left alone,
Her heart was finally set free, but his turned to stone,
He was not meant for love, now devoid of laughter & song,
This is the demons tragic tale of a love gone so wrong.