The Belle,s Dance With Satan |
As he grabbed the Belle,s hand and lead her to the floor she had no idea what he Satan had in store As he whispered thought,s into her beaten,brocken mind Of chaos and destruction and thought,s that were not kind He twisted and twirled her and put her in a downward spin Satan had taken over her and she could no longer win She bent and she bowed and conceded to his will As he pulled and he dragged her into his darkened swill And she lay beaten and brock down in his Lair She wonder why is life so cruel and unfair Doing now Satan,s work she does with such ease spreading his word like pestillence and disease Now she wishes that she did not dance and allow him to place her under his trance As life in his lair is as lonley as can be and she now know,s it is too late to be spiritual free her once gentle beating heart has now turned into stone and all those that cared for her have left her standing alone We pray and hope that the Goddess above will forgive her and guide her and show her true love Noel (copyright 2001) |
art by jeff Graham |