I must admit that even I cannot stay away
How you lured me into darkness
Enjoyed by few; loving every second
I could not resist any longer.

Darkness spreads from within
I join you now; even as the glow dies from the sun
Speak again; tell me of your adventures
Looking into eyes of kept passion.

Deep within my very soul
Drowned until there is no more feelings
Numbness grows in these old limbs
Wicked is the smile before you.

Tell me once more my dear Trickster
Of deaths embrace; shining in moonlit orbs
Longing to feel the coldness wrap around me
Seeking silence in my ever growing state of pain.

Your mistress is the shadows swaying.
Passion is your every breath.
It’s so hard not to fall under your spell.

Cloaking thoughts to get all you need.
With grace you move in the name of death and sate your desire…
You dance a tempting movement as the music swells.
It’s nothing but seduction, nothing but lust.

The night calls to you… come my scoundrel, come.
You obey her like a lover, a slave.
You twist and churn with her as the anticipation builds…
Until you turn the tables and it is she who comes undone.

The games you play the tricks you cast…
They are all for you and you alone.
In them you find pleasure, in them you find satisfaction.
They amuse your twisted mind.

You are a muse, a lover, a fiend.
You are the ultimate actor, deceiver and dream…
So painfully erotic, dangerously toxic and cruel.
You are much too aware of what you can do…
What you do each night as you take your stage.

And when the curtain falls...
In the end… the illusion is always so very real.
It’s never just acting for you.