Love of a Devil

Creeping in the night,
Demonic angels prowl
Seeking crimson life
To sate an eternal thirst

Spy upon mortals,
Without a sound
A Dark secret love
Long and profound

The devil he creeps,
Longing to touch them.
To Hold and caress
Warm, soft skin
Against cold marble

This devil he weeps,
Wanting this beauty to last forever
Always reluctant,
To condemn the soul

For this devil to survive
This devil must kill
Drain away what he loves:
Mortal life and blood
Damned in silent eternity.