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In a dream I must have been
Tis what I thought you see
but twas no dream, but blood and skin
This creature that stood before me
He came from my darkest fears
yet was of my darkest desires
He took away my pain and tears
and left raging fires
No rest I get for he's in my head
No salvation in the dark
To be his I do dread
To burn up from his spark
He's the charm of the Devil
with a face of a saint
In his presence I revel
too late to remove his taint
Of the darkness he is made
A sweet temptation of sin
and from the path I have strayed
I've been corrupted from within
Demon lover how could you be
your scent is sickening sweet
Your kiss is cold and oh so vile
but these feelings I can't defeat
I must be with you forever more
My heart is not my own
Your manipulation I abhor
Your the sin I can't atone