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A demon love
He was raised in hell
It's easy to tell
But his disiuges are the best
He'll hunt till you're beaten like the rest
His eyes are pure red, and speak of death
And the smell of blood is on his breath
But he speaks to me so lovingly
And I know were meant to be
Yet, I am not evil, but pure of heart
And we were both hit by Cupid's dart
Why would he hit us, it's forbiden
And I'm supposed to be evil ridden
The towns people will hunt me down
And nothing will turn them around
Drowned, and burned till it's my soul alone
Acussed of witchcraft and evils done
When truly, it's love, for the son of evil
I'm in love with a demon, the son of the Devil
And I hear them now, the townsmen come
I'm sorry, Love, but I can not run
I hope in death, I'm with you
A demon wife, but faithful and true
It's easy to tell
But his disiuges are the best
He'll hunt till you're beaten like the rest
His eyes are pure red, and speak of death
And the smell of blood is on his breath
But he speaks to me so lovingly
And I know were meant to be
Yet, I am not evil, but pure of heart
And we were both hit by Cupid's dart
Why would he hit us, it's forbiden
And I'm supposed to be evil ridden
The towns people will hunt me down
And nothing will turn them around
Drowned, and burned till it's my soul alone
Acussed of witchcraft and evils done
When truly, it's love, for the son of evil
I'm in love with a demon, the son of the Devil
And I hear them now, the townsmen come
I'm sorry, Love, but I can not run
I hope in death, I'm with you
A demon wife, but faithful and true
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