For all the Devils

I'm watching him
As he's watching me
But I
Don't think he knows
That I can't see
That I'm
Possessed
By the eyes
The sight
Without the light
The half lit
Fall
Beyond the night

In the moment
Of
Jazz allusions
The grandeur
Whispers
Of trembling lips
The paramour
Touch
When satan
Sips
The sour
Of tainted nectar
Epicure

Did he realize
The lunar rays
Lie
For my desire
Bathing me
In silver tongues
Did he realize
The stars they
Fantasize
Of bleeding my
Disguise
Between the
Acid
Of my thighs

This is for
All the devils
Hissing as I
Screamed
Periphery of I;
The damsel
Did he forget?
He is guilty
Of the tremble
Of the
Moons pupil
Stark and black
For this
This debauchery

His touch
Limits his
Perception
Euphoria reveals
My deception
In the hands of
Flesh and sin
I saw
The devils through us
Inside us
But I
Don't think he knows
It's 'cause
I taste of thorns
Just like Jesus