DEVILS' KIN
Mold the body, make her whole
Let darkness consume her soul
Crush her heart, make it bleed
Plant within her mind a dark seed
Let her face show no gloom,
To lure ones of light to their doom
Let her eyes show no fear;
Keep them dry so they never tear
Let the mouth speak only lies
Make her deaf to pleaful cries
Have her skin sweat demon tears;
So her hands can hold nothing dear
Cast away the feelings of love;
Let them be like the elusive black dove
Have her know the ways of light,
But have her do wrong; and defy the right
Let her be proud of her wicked ways
But have her hate herself for the rest of her days
Have her only ally be her crimson blade,
With their deadly alliance let chaos be made
Over time her dark skills will grow
So with every swipe of her sword blood will flow
By her blade she lives her life
By her sword she inflicts strife
On black angel wings she flies high
For her kind of evil never dies
Living her life by her blade, death and sin
She is truly the Devils' kin
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