Rose

I am another lost sole,
Trapped in someone else's body,
I awake in the middle of odd moments,
I fix her mistakes,
There are three others in this body,
Trivia is one,
I listen to metal,
They all hate it, except the one,
I wear dark makeup,
I'm what they call a goth,
I was cast out of heaven,
Satan is said to be my father,
I love watching people hurt,
The concubine often talks of my father,
For she is Satans personal concubine,
I have the demons of hell at my disposal,
I have no problem taking a blade and slitting your throat,
I'll laugh as I watch you bleed,
My name you ask,
It is Rose,
Now don't bother me again.